Poem 858 – The Itch

Today I’m feeling the itch
Of foreign shores and shoes
The land and lives of others
The words of truth untold

Horizons far and strange
Sad songs as yet unheard
Wierd customs old and alien
Tongues of curious words

Strange tastes I have not tasted
Odd tales I do not know
The whiff of exotic spices
Tastes of a wondrous world

Watching Race Around The World with memories of Türkiye still fresh, I want to get on the road again!
(21.04.26)

© Ben Quant 2026

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