A twist on the list.
I've been traveling for work most of the past several months.
At present I'm in Sturgis, South Dakota, for the 76th annual motorcycle rally. Mt. Rushmore is about an hour away. Hail the size of baseballs fell last night about 30 miles north. Rain like rivers plunged from the sky in the late afternoon, leaving bikers pummeled, tired. The rest of the time, heat curls anything of color into concrete grey.
People watching is... to use an overused cliche'... epic. The local bars are gigantic affairs, with door signs warning 'no colors or weapons'. (Colors are the bandana or other items that show membership in a particular bike gang, and are not about banning people of color.) (Though by a vast majority, visitors are white.) Food is of two varieties: fried, and fried. Decided not to try the local sushi restaurant. People are invariably polite, though - Sturgis is neutral ground. Hallowed, even. Maybe that's why Harley colors are orange and black...
This month, the twist on the list is this: pick *at least* 3 cities / locations that you have visited, want to visit, or wish you never had. Can be fact or fiction. Why were/are you there? What did you do / are you doing there? Are they, or how are they connected?
All in iambic pentameter.
:) Just kidding. Form not required. Heck, in Sturgis, clothes are somewhat optional. Corey, google it...
As a reminder, please write a new poem, post it to your blog, and link that specific poem in Mr. Linky below. The prompt will remain open, so feel free to return later. As ever, travel to other participant's sites and leave a note that you popped in.
Thanks for stopping by.
(all above photos fair use - will remove if requested. photos below by author)
Always great to have your energy in the garden, M.
Great challenge, M. I shall brood over it. I was at Sturgis/Rushmore years ago with my son when he was young--a great trip.As you say, people watching at the highest level of interest. ;_)
Hey, M ~~ I'm glad you are there, glad for you and for me. Things are sooo pretty there.
Mom' aunt was and cousins are in Sturgis and surrounding. One cousin has a little ranch straddling the freeway. I will try to write tonight. I've been to all 50 states so I ought to have a favorite. Quite a few were before digital cameras.
p.s. I was born and grew up in eastern Nebraska hills. Herman is on U.S. 75,
Iambic pentameter! Not! LOL.
Oh Cities can mean so much... at least for me... there are names that means a lot these days.
Ha. Mine is supremely silly, M. I love your pics and story re Sturgis. And your own poem. k.
Thanks - It is SO good to be back writing poetry and visiting all of you - you are my inspiration!
A nice challenge, gathered my word and posted not too late
I am late to this one - but love the idea of musing on cities we've been to or dreamed of! Know I won't get to the writing of it today, but will be happy to read some others here. Thanks for the inspiration. :-)
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