I wander the Westminster Bridge of England, London
Across the River Thames as
Big Ben chimes the time
I wander the plazas of Spain, Madrid
Flamenco dancers, bright and colorful
Feel the beat, of the street
Sweat and heat, flowing off them
I wander the cobblestones of Italy, Florence
Into the hushed silence of the Uffizi
Studying the shadows that light up the canvasses of
Botticelli, Michelangelo and da Vinci
I wander among ghosts in Germany, Berlin
Underground, over land, after the fall
Fingers trace the letters, art and meaning of the
Memories of the Wall
I wander the hidden alleyways of France, Paris
Aromas of baguettes and pastries
Drift from cafes on every corner near
The Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, Notre Dame, the Latin Quarter
A buttery croissant, a café au lait . . . I decide to stay . . . forever.
I love to wander to new places and when I’m not wandering I wonder about all places I want to experience. Growing up in Seattle and western Colorado, I spent my childhood surrounded by nature. Moving to Philadelphia for college opened my eyes to the diversities of life. Because of my love for the natural world, I earned a BS in Biology and because of my passion for travel, I became a commercial pilot and certified flight instructor, flying all over in a single engine plane.
Now I live in northern California with my husband, three boys and lots of animals. I’ve published a young adult novel, Magnolia, and articles in a local magazine. My screenplay, Grand Junction, was chosen as a quarterfinalist in the BlueCat Screenplay Competition. I’ve also written an elementary school play. The inspiration for this poem came to me as I was remembering the wonders of visiting new places.