Best Tourists Poems

Peek, if you dare…inside my Palace of CREATIVITY
Observe my drafty walls, and rhyming dungeons                               ...

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The heat was a change from our normal abode
a wonderful way to reside,
but when it is high at the noon of the day
it would be nice to stay cool inside.

A country so hot was a good place to be
where from routine and work we were...

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Bloody streuth look out mate here they come
The Tourists Downunder to have some fun
Clickin’ their cameras, looking goggle eyed
While out in the hot sun getting deep fried
Askin’ for service and getting in our hair
Makes you wonder if there really all there
Thinkin’ it Spring in the...

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Bad blood.

Yes, that's the substance

That appears to be touring amongst us

Stains of a silent vendetta

Howling against my cranium

Classically, such a rhythm dances

With a carelessly, continuous tune

Am I but an indefinite design

In this fearsome game?...

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The chirping evokes
the poetry of Princess
Shikishi, who logged
deatails in tanka of the 
world and its soul as
Enola Gay logged shadows
on walls in Hiroshima...

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when the tourists go home
someone special sleeps in the hall
most of the time he smells like wet grass
once so full of life, he licked my face
but now, he has become just an old friend
winding my heart around his long pink tongue
he used to hang out...

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touring the city
free cycling
both uni and bi



Submitted on September 23, 2018 for BIKER'S DOZEN sponsored by MAUREEN MCGREAVY...

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It’s fun to watch the tourists
As they stroll around and gawk,
Their maps clutched in their fingers
For their first time in New Yawk.

They navigate the streets to get
To where the guide books say,
Pausing just to snap their photos,
Then they’re up and on their way.

I don’t offer...

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MUST WE SEE IT ALL WHILE WE ARE HERE 
DO WE EVER KNOW WHEN WE WILL BE THIS WAY AGAIN 
IF WE MISS SOMETHING 
COULD WE HAVE SEEN IT ALL

HOWEVER, IF WE DO SEE IT ALL 
HOW DO WILL WE FIT IT ALL 
ON OUR...

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Taxes make you real blue,
        nothing old, nothing new;

                    they bother and worry you
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Armed with abundance, infinity dictates
Charmed by assurance of blossoming supply
Fruitful hands encircle orchard's offering
Boughs bestow nourishment ripe flesh provides

Harrowing hunt, road collides with horizon
Narrowing options ominously herald hardship
Frantic hands grab due to doomsday prediction
Equity halted by maneuvers of manic narcisists

Swarmed in hysteria, sugarladen bounty dissolves
Adorned...

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refuge
I spot two ducks
and using my fancy
I picture them in nesting mode
more ducks

meadow
mankind’s playground
humans on a picnic
strangely frightened, left in a rush.
litter

mid-stream
kids formed a dam
in the years past and gone
a safe place for spawning catfish 
shelter

forest
tall evergreens,
fragrant pine-needle floor
has become wild creatures’ heartland
haven

white clouds
no sign...

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Peter (my bf) and I were in Paris, about three weeks ago (I was on Spring break, he was on vacation from work).
‘Headstart for Happiness,’ by ‘the Style Council,’ was playing low somewhere.
“This is the kind of starry winter night that guy from the Netherlands...

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The tall coconut trees
Resemble pillars
Erected like lamp poles
Spred like umbrellas
Stand in a row
Towering above the equatorial sea shore 
Welcoming tourists
Applauding the coming back of the fishermen 
Dancing in the dusk and moonlight 
Amidst the disco music of the sea
Have long forgotten the strike of Tsunami...

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Resuming bulk from those which almost don't exist
Stoic in my unique role, careful timber tiger crafter
Tiny depicted tigers roll on wheels, pulled by strings
Lasting remnants of an animal disappearing faster

Eager tourists, affluent enough to pay admission 
Flock to witness the final marsupial's mystique 
Many striped...

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