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Rules: Write a poem for national poetry month on the topic or form described. Each poem should appear as a separate reply to this thread. The goal is to, at the end of the month have written 30 poems for National Poetry Month. 
 
 
 Topic 08: Write a poem inspired by a transformation that happened in, or was witnessed from, or has some relation to, NZ.
 
Some links https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pink_and_White_Terraces
 
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Zealand_longfin_eel
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Orepuki
 
http://splash.abc.net.au/home#!/media/153342/1950s-nuclear-tests-monte-bello-islands
 
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snowy_Mountains_Scheme
 
https://youtu.be/EjatG6NjB3Q
 
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Coconut Shrimp In A Connected World
New Zealand makes milk
and concentrated cream.
From cows to cans to docks
into China man's fiery woks!
	
 
	
	
	
		
	
 
 
	
	
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		sunset over
Kapiti Island
slowly sinking
	
	
	
	
		
	
 
 
	
	
	
		
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		Traditional war chant
from the late 1800s
at a wedding?
	
	
	
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches
	
		
	
 
 
	
	
	
		
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		Red Sky
Each day the sky bled
into night.
She was clay of clay.
The worm crawled through
her to be devoured by birth.
	
	
	
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		Pies,
pies, pies,
pies, pies, pies - 
sushi.
	
	
	
~ I think I just quoted myself - Achebe
	
		
	
 
 
	
	
	
		
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		First 
the eruption of Mount Tarawera
then the lost and found terraces 
new depths of a new world 
and a newer me
 (10-08-2017, 10:13 AM)Achebe Wrote:  Pies,
pies, pies,
pies, pies, pies - 
sushi.
that is funny, but yes, I keep finding sushi in the most unexpected places...
	
		
	
 
 
	
	
	
		
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		1952
the hurricane
has made us proud
its special rain
still soaks the ground
	
	
	
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		Great display of writing here, thank you all! From the paddocks to the woks, war chant at a wedding, women made of clay, pies and sushi, the Pink and White Terraces, and hurricanes - yes, that's NZ!
Manapouri
First thing we knew, the deal was set in stone;
the government approved a brand-new plan
to dam an upland river. On our home
a lake would grow, a benefit to man,
with hydro generators under walls
producing power, free, for industry
(or all but free), and with it came the calls
for workers - ‘You can start immediately’.
Accommodation problems meant the cost
of giant ships, world cruisers, for the crew.
Ensconced in luxury, off-shift, they watched
primeval land attacked, then built anew.
The value of a pristine place, wiped out?
We’ll pay for this forever, I’ve no doubt.
	
	
	
	
		
	
 
 
	
	
	
		
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		Vagabond, I love the idea of hurricane as transformation.
	
	
	
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		Head to Head
Gently pressing foreheads
hongi
Where I'm from
it usually ends in headache
	
	
	
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		kolemath - the hongi and the Liverpool kiss - so different in intention, but the same actions. Nice.
	
	
	
	
		
	
 
 
	
	
	
		
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		The Mandela Effect
 
Between here and there 
is a place or time
before the universe 
suffered an unholy jolt;
 
where truth is not always
supported by artifacts
in the loft.
 
There are no photos
or news clippings of the day
you shucked the cocoon
and flew.
	
	
	
	
		
	
 
 
	
	
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