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Unique Places

marina2020
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Poetry Contest

Write a poem based on a unique aspect of a place. It could be about a country, state, town, or any location.
My original idea about this topic was about how unique my state is. Everyone loves maple syrup and creemees. It got me thinking that every location has its own 'thing'. It can be personal to you or something generally known in that area.
*One entry per person
*Keep the length reasonable
*Any type

buddydog
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The Heart Of Georgia

My grandma taught the golden rule
From inside of a one-room school  
My grandpa drove an old farmall  
So the corn could grow green and tall    
I learned all about life in a pair worn out boots    
When you find your Sunnyside,  you’ll find your roots    
    
You can throw a rock from sign to sign    
But don’t think we’re left back in time    
You’ll never have to call on a friend    
Cause we love each other like we’re kin

Two black marks on a long street    
A Super Sport that I bet you can’t beat    
A blue eyed blonde from the flatwoods    
Down on the Big Sandy it never felt so good    
    
Sunday preachin’, dinner on the grounds    
On the back row with the lost and found    
We all feel so rich when we’re on that land    
Cause it’s were our ancestors made their stand

If you listen when the moon is full
You can hear that guitar squall
You’ll know the foxes are rockin’ the fur-shed wall
Hold on when the Georgia pines start to sway
Cause that piano is gonna play    

We all have a different name, but we’re all the same    
Doin’ the best we can with no one to blame    
They call us country, hillbillies and rednecks    
But I don’t care, you can’t cash their checks
    
All those big cities are just a waste of time
I seen a few, so be careful of the ladder you climb
No matter if you’re from a J, D, or a T-Ville
Never let that concrete change the way you feel
Just be proud you’re livin’...
Unincorporated    
    
Written by buddydog (buddydog H Faulk III)
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BobbyEdwards
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Skeets
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bangkok.

bangkok spreads her legs for you
a posed phallic amulet
vertigo ing

bangkok sucks you
in
over
wet lips thru sharp teeth
thick tongued
with mechanical mouth
bangkok shreds you,
forgets to spit you out

bangkok cannot be scripted
is beyond your grasps and touchings
but does everything to you.

                              “b.e.”©2019

Written by BobbyEdwards (Skeets)
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AnonymousBystander
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English Lane

I sit in the old servants quarters of
an English stately home. Behind the wall,
a partly cobbled green lane which I love.

Going down the lane from this aging Hall
in a wooded glade is a metalled road.
Going right, past a white wash Lodge withal

a scattering of dwellings now bestowed
by this beautiful walk through bright sunbeam.
Toward a bridge under which a burn flowed

where trout swim stationary in the stream
and, sometimes in the woods, roe deer are seen.
Continuing on this road as a dream

especially at dusk, where before we've been.
Road and stream like rod and snake reach a ford,
where two foot trout shimmer, quiver, careen

across to spawn; a sight to be adored.
Where stream and road cross a ford, where we roam -
pleasant and relaxing with health restored.

Along the lane where the trees make a dome,
around the corner and starting to climb,
the single track lane will then take us home.

If I stood up and rotated around:
each way you look, this journey is background.
Written by AnonymousBystander
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snugglebuck
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MINNESOTA

Siberian express from the northwest
Blizzard’s fury descends without mercy
Great Gitche-Gumee lake effect
Unpredictable ferocious flurries

Sodas in quilted parkas
With balaclava covered faces
Look like walking grenades
In terrorist masquerade

Thirty below wind-chill
Trapped in a polar vortex
Instantly freezing exposed flesh
Amusing King Boreas Rex

Chisel ice from the windshield
Kick snirtbergs from the wheel wells
Now’s the time to ride and slide
Now’s the time to do or die

Heavy vertical blow
Zero visibility on the road
Just follow the other guy
He’ll know where to go

Go slow you’ll get stuck
Go fast spin like a top
Oncoming traffic will crush
White knuckles a must

The temperature drops into double digits
Hospitals man surgeons in shifts
“If flesh turns black, we must hack”
Noses, ears, fingers, toes, an occasional penis

Causalities mount from fridge
Ice blocks break from building ridges
Killing pedestrians in an instant
On a lake a Subaru becomes a submarine

Teen couple parks on secluded lane
Succumbing to carbon monoxide poisoning
Found days later in naked embrace
Thawing on a table in a city garage

On average colder then Alaska
Frozen like a witch’s tit
Minnesota can be one
Unforgiving son-of-a-bitch!
Written by snugglebuck
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slipalong
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Cornish cream

My state it lies in the deep South west
A penninsular the toe and foot in the atlantics swell  
White dust that clay upon the potters wheel  
Fine paper without its body has no feel  
The schools of art at their easel
Those scenes spectacular in coast and field    
Of towns and cities where fortunes out of TIN were made  
And the imprint that they left to antiquate  
Mines worked out and left to flood
A legacy of industry that non can ever grub 
 On top the engine house, its chimney  soars  
Proudly stands aloft not the tip of coals black spoil  
On the cliff above the beach, inhabited now    
A film crew "Ploldark" the romantic lead  
As rugged as the scenery, wild as the beast of Bodmin moor  
The surf as it breaks on the north coast shores  
World champions brown and tanned on their long boards  
The first steam engine that ran on wheels    
At Cambornes great fare its replica appears  
I sit and eat my lunch  
Like the miners sat in the dark and stench  
A pasty filled like my county    
With tasty things all meant to please  
  
Written by slipalong
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SatInUGal
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THE BRISTLECONE FOREST CONTINUES TO BURN INSIDE ME

At 10,000 feet
The world takes your words
Away  
  
Pneumatic action slows  
   
The eyes and ears  
Appear to expand  
   
It occurs to you  
To drown in silence  
   
Both heavy and light
Written by SatInUGal (Kumar)
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SweetKittyCat5
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Philadelphia

Philadelphia state of mind I must speak of
Soft and silken Sisterly affection blanketing by some weakening Brotherly love
A addictive inner city of carnal pleasure seeking distractions
An enticing tour to roam deep within the soul, a rapid pulse for private satisfaction
 
Mm, sandwiched between New Jersey and New York
The main dish of butter rum a la carte can be enjoyed without any spoons or forks
Palate dining pleasure catered for three
Swinging balls enjoying the holes in one of Philadelphia’s main course as a grand symphony
Ascending the essence of one’s soul
Sliding, gliding, into the internal allurement for the lust of the city extol  
Eagerness, already foretold
Enjoying the snuggling comforts as the passion for Philadelphia consoles
Seeking the crowns of pearls and the rapture to seek as the flow patrols
 
As soft raindrops vanish into the gulf of a wishing well
Ding Ding, side-to-side ringing of the tongue’s Liberty Bell
A sweetened flavored stamp of approval not found on a postcard to mail
Change of direction in touring
Minds and bodies to explore all the city’s energetic yearning is now pouring
Mm, curiosity of the depth of the city slowly heading down the lands known as the wet south
Pleasurable tourist sounds to the ears as a soft lick by reputation, savored by mouth
 
Coastal journey of the nightlife for the tease
A city known to cater as the euphoric brings any tourist down to his kness
Do enjoy Philadelphia’s ecstasy, as I speak of my city, the desires reside in the deep core of me
Home of the Philly Cheese Steak.. For me, only my Tasty Cake dessert as you eat to please
Cum into my city and enjoy the flow of the scorching climatic heat
Thrilling from the rush of each uplifting and down casting beat
 
Licking your lips as you slowly eat the buffet style city’s gourmet feast
Into the abyss of enchantment as the heightened pulse of the city greets
Never a fee to enjoy, only thrills and more
Bodies and minds in alliance to employ as the extension of your soul deeply explores
Allow the nature of your being to set your spirit free
Inside my city walls to the powers that be
Miles and miles to pound for that unforgettable  souvenir treat
You will return to enjoy Philadelphia after the first initial meet  
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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summultima
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uma
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nzadi o nzere: Land of a River's Gamble/ the C-K Influence

 

 
just with ridiculously miniscule  
of reserve hung in its huge, now  
spatially emptied out gular pouch  
 
a migratory bird
 
swims across salty currents  
& alien smelling vastly  
untested airs  
 
spurs into an approaching irony
 
the dramatic demarcating centric  
imaginarily circling (a)round for long  
 
   -this dragging equatorial line
 
their stealthy dense canopies in an eerie silence ...
indecipherably winking in midnightish notorities  
 
wide-open & giggling whorish wayward river sprints wild  
with thickly clogging logjams alongside the nondescript  
jetsam flotsam  
 
storms ablaze with fiery sun & thunderbolts all at once  
yet the jungle’s juggernaut cartels emerge out of nowhere  
turning earth inside out as the stirred hornets out of nest  
in buzzing bewildered firing spree of spewing vengeance  
 
homes somewhere nearby inundated by tearing down fury  
uprooted cycads & thrown out roofings & all the suspended  
choking dusts of hopelessness
 

 
swirls in a cyclonic haze marring the weary bird's longing visions
whilst a local in distress digs out diamonds beneath the rubbles  
his teeth flash crazy for once brighter than sandy diamonds  
& wait, not just that...also does reach on  
to the dug out mysterious hued minerals..that he  
quickly tightly bundles his stinking hunchbacks to trade...
saddeningly only to the all grabbing  
reigning cartel lords of cruelty  
 
...eventually as if infectiously desperate  
like them, he brutally loots & slays other  
tribe as birth right

 
on his bloody way wherever back drifting fragile as a mere survival
he's goes down as an unaccounted corpse in the arrogant militias’  
power play- the piled up mass-grave pits, eating innocence

 
 
 
the raging red bird in flaming burns
circles the blackening gloomy skies in search of steady greens  
sees only the camouflaging terrains riddled with hypocrisies-
cross-dressed woodfishers & kingpeckers  in elegiac cacophonies  
predacious crocodiles are the mammoth let out garden lizards  
& the simply humbling crows bloat huge as greyly croaking ravens  
 
 
the untamed bird’s
a solo messenger of its own stance  
an ignited apocalyptical Kali’s spark  
to bring down the maddening whole…
those eccentric evolution & thriving abound  
selfish genes- purely in parasitical plunders

 
 
 
 
Written by summultima (uma)
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delanee
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Holiday Haiku III

overcome with glee
emotions drip from my eyes
in my Valhalla
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wallyroo92
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La Libertad, La Libertad

Whenever I have seafood it takes me back
To the smell of the ocean and sea breeze
To the wet black sand and warm waters
Triggering wonderful childhood memories

The palm covered cabanas were full with people
With visitors, vendors, children playing in the shade
Small local fishing boats and nets in the distance
People walking along the water like a parade

Ever since I can remember we used to go there
Captured in pictures of more simple times
The music, the food, the thundering waves
I remember my grandma being in her prime

We’d go to that beautiful black sandy beach
Almost every month like a family tradition
Where the white sand was so hot you had to run
And the weather was just the perfect condition

I recall the fish, shrimp, crab all the good food
There was nothing I would turn down to eat
Coconut drinks, the beer, the cheer, the atmosphere
The sound of cumbias playing in the heat

Photographs of my mother as a young woman
Images of me as a baby in my father’s arms
The hot tropical sun giving me a dark golden tan
It’s just one of my old country’s little charms

Stoney223
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TRUE BEAUTY OF LIFE

To see the true beauty of what life has to offer one must go were the flowers and trees and plant life grows within in its natural state of being, for have you ever gone to an open field filled with so many flowers of colors of the rainbow, for have you ever notice the trees with its branches reaching up towards the destine skies like arms reaching out to feel the sun rays and the warmth.
    
For to see life in its true form you have to go were the flowers grow untouched and breathing life into the air that surrounds us as human beings, for you must go out into nature to see the true beauty that this world offers just from a seed for with each flower each tree and every plant, it has a purpose and reason for its existences whether to feed or continue with the process of creating of life.  
    For just like every animal of every different type like from the birds that fly to the bears that roam the woods to the smallest creatures like the ants and the bees, for everything in this life has a reason for being even the water that flows through open streams so next time, when you find thyself walking through the forest just take a second and look around you and appreciate all the wonderful creations of this place we call planet earth.
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The place referenced here is Braamfontien, Johannesburg, South Africa.


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Oakland, Californa

Twenty-seven years of my existence, scattered around and
Hidden within the precious gems of Oakland, where I grew
Up. It is like you keep rediscovering every forgotten nook.
An airport with tearful and heartfelt goodbyes with a hand
That is hard to let go of. With every minute passing through
It gets more difficult to part ways with a place that hooks
You with its charm and hometown feel. It is like luggage,
Lost but then found again among the panoramic views of
The city. The memories that are fresh yet years old, like
The boy I loved here with my heart among the wreckage
And the floorboards that creak beneath my feet. A love
That is lasting longer than the sky’s quick lightning strike.
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Thanks for your patience everyone —we’re waiting for a voting space to open up, then this Comp will go to vote , next.  Please vote in the other comps if you haven’t already so we can get them closed —thanks !

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