Travel

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Seems Like Yesterday

All Because Of You

Seems Like Yesterday

Our baby boy, dressed in blue.
I held you tightly in my arms.
I knew the minute you were born...

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God's Own Country

God's Own Country

Travelling through Kerala
A modern Samarkand:
Trade and religion
And brotherhood of...

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Ink creates energy

Ink creates energy

the ink
that flows
through
my Quill
creates energy

The ticket
...

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BUS DRIVERS

They are changing the drivers on this bus again
Hasn't left on time since I don't know when
...

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Travels With My Dad

Travels With My Dad

Soon after my first marriage, I started working with my Dad;
The most successful traveling salesman...

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Nomad On Thoughts.

Nomad On Thoughts.

Will I leave.
Will I stay.
Will I believe,
Or just fade away.
I don't know much...

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An exercise of action

An exercise of action

Creatures flying in a frenzy around a bright streetlight, nocturnal mammals in the dead of the night......

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Zooming in tubes?

Zooming in tubes?

Which way should I go to my destiny ? I wonder where I will end up for my fate
Tho perhaps I won’t...

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There And Back Again

There And Back Again

Oh there, oh there we go,
there and back again.
And to the hill we go,
we’ll get there...

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Hours

Hours

A hello turned to hours , you tasted of vanilla . I had my heart set on home , well of course our steps...

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GETTING TO ZANZIBAR

I just love the region name Zanzibar
Would be a long way to travel by car
Sounds like a...

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Travelling on a train

Travelling on a train

Fast train
Full of people
Strangers sitting down
Each with their own mission
...

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Back to reality

Back to reality

Sat staring out the window on a British Virgin train
Spent my journey people watching
I’ve...

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MIDNIGHT TRAIN (HOBO)

I'm not sure where the midnight train is going tonight
Out of this current city certainly is right...

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Crossing the Road in Hanoi

Crossing the Road in Hanoi

What am I doing here
and where do I start?
Can this be for real?
My poor little heart...