Tag: travel poetry

• Head in the Clouds

  

  I have two feet on the ground But my head is in the clouds. Because that’s where I’ll be found, With my head in the clouds. I’ll be on my way to Paris and Rome, While I’m right there sitting silently. All of the places I can call home When I visit them so often…

  hiddencafesandalleyways

  May 14, 2017

  Poetry, Travel

  travel poetry, wanderlust