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Walk Poem: Stirring the Senses

Updated on April 7, 2010

Take A Walk

  It's happened again.  You're sitting at home, staring at a blank computer screen with no idea of what to write.  Your muse has fled and your mind is empty.  Take a walk.  Write about it.  

  The walk poem has history dating back to the Greeks. (Theocritus) However, it became extremely popular in the nineteenth century because going for a walk was one of the few acceptable entertainments for the gentry.  Poets still write walk poems today on a regular basis.

  There's no one form for a walk poem.  You can write about the walk itself, the sights and experiences.  You can write about a sensation or revelation you got from the walk or you can write a poem the length, style, and shape of the walk.  Even if a walk poem is not what you set out to write, it will definitely get the creative juices flowing.  Bring along a notebook to jot down impressions or phrases that occur to you during the walk and then just dive right in.  (Let me know how it goes for you when you have a moment.)  Above all, enjoy what you're doing.  Feel free to share your poems in my comments section, I can't wait to see what you come up with!

I've posted my walk poem below...


 Overgrown tire tracks, twin serpents

meandering through

shifting evening light. In the orchard,


a doe startles, nostrils fluttering,

seeking scents

on the wayward breeze.


 Too early for the globular shine of fruit,

deer have stripped

the tender young leaves. There's a


momentary lapse in the cloud cover's resolve:

light bleeds through,

shows shadowed places in sharp relief.


Bittersweet tang of evergreen on the back of my

throat, wind tossed

tree litter, dry finger bones crunching underfoot.


Open, shut, open, shut a rusted metal gate

swings, ringing

like an old farmwife on her dinner bell.


I slither through it onto marshy earth

that sucks at my feet

as if to claim its property soon.


Remember the first time you stood on the edge

of the diving board,

on the edge of the world?


Stop, still, and in the far-near

distance hear

the gentle shushing of the river.



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    • pinoyboy007 profile image

      pinoyboy007 7 years ago

      great poem man, straight from the heart!

    • northweststarr profile image

      northweststarr 7 years ago from Washington State

      Thanx a lot. Glad you enjoyed it!

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      thevoice 7 years ago from carthage ill

      great hearted poem its warming work

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      northweststarr 7 years ago from Washington State

      Thank you. I love to write any kind of poetry.

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      epigramman 6 years ago

      This is a safe haven of pure poetic bliss.

      I am humbled by your righteous words of provocation and enlightenment!

    • northweststarr profile image

      northweststarr 6 years ago from Washington State

      Thanx Epigramman! Glad you enjoyed it!

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      rose56 6 years ago

      Enjoyed the poem. Thanks for the hub.

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      MrDSpade 6 years ago

      Interesting poem, really mind soothing...

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      wayseeker 5 years ago from Colorado

      You clearly have a gift for capturing beautiful imagery. It's the sensitivity to detail combined with a careful sense of presentation that does it. Lines like this: "In the orchard, // a doe startles, nostrils fluttering, / seeking scents / on the wayward breeze," (northweststarr), you really pull your reader into the experience of the moment--great descriptive verbs and rich details.

      I also liked the use of enjambment in stanzas one to two and three to four. This gave me a sense of the continuing motion and wandering of a pleasant walk. I'd encourage you to use it more!

      When I first read this, I loved the images, but was frustrated by the fact that they seem disconnected. On second reading, the disonnectedness became part of the point--it's a wandering walk, after all. Everything feels good from this perspective except the penultimate stanza. I'm sure that there is a deep point in the making with the diving board reference, but I'm afraid I'm missing it. It feels out of context. As a reader, I'd rather you just let me take this wonderfully image-rich walk with you.

      Thoughtfully crafted work--makes it a joy to read over and explore!

      Nice Hub.

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      northweststarr 5 years ago from Washington State


      Do you feel the "diving board" reference distracts from the tone of the poem? Hadn't thought about that. Trying to give a better sense of the voice is all... Food for thought. Its actually the stanza before that one I'm not entirely happy with. Too boring and "tell, not show." I sound like I'm gong to reposess a house or something! Got any excellent suggestions for me? Glad you like the enjambment... was trying to get my readers to slow down and enjoy. Thanks for the critique, I love thoughtful comments! Feel free to do so on anything I publish!!


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      Susan Haze 5 years ago from Sunny Florida

      Beautiful poem, I enjoy this type of poetry.

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      northweststarr 5 years ago from Washington State

      TY KK Gals!! Ever thought about writing any? LOL

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      wayseeker 5 years ago from Colorado

      Actually, I liked the line, " if to claim its property soon," quite a bit. It caused me to have one of those "random thoughts" that comes when you take a walk. I guess what makes it fit is the fact that it is attached to a sensory detail where the diving thing was not.

      I guess my thoughts on revision would be this (keep in mind, I'm looking at it here as if it were my own), I'd get rid of the penultimate stanza, then revise the last stanza just a bit to tie it in somehow to the "deep thought" about life and death brought on by the earth claiming its property. That last stanza seems like it's in the right neighborhood for such a revision.

      In any case, the poem makes for a wonderful thought adventure, which is--to my tastes, at least--a large part of what poetry is for.

      Good luck, and I'll see you soon some of your other Hubs!

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      northweststarr 5 years ago from Washington State

      See what I can do! It's worth trying anyway. I do so love to monkey around with things as often as I can and there's certainly always room for improvement. I don't write poetry where the focus of the poem is on nature much, so this was a fun experiment for me.

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      Cresentmoon2007 3 years ago from Caledonia, MI

      Amazing. I have written numerous poems after taking a walk. Sometimes it is the beauty with in my surroundings that inspire or sometimes it is the darkness. Thank you for sharing. I love it.

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      northweststarr 19 months ago from Washington State

      I'm sorry it took me so long to approve your comment, Cresentmoon2007... Haven't been terribly active lately but I'm going to try and publish a bit more often. I'm glad it touched you in any way, large or small.

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