October 19th, 2016

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Poem: "The Peach Tree State"

This poem came out of the October 18, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] technoshaman, [personal profile] ellenmillion, and rhodielady_47. It has been sponsored by [personal profile] technoshaman.


"The Peach Tree State"


Georgia's official nickname
is the Peach State, and
its state fruit is the peach.

It has Peachtree City,
Peachtree Center, and
Peachtree Street.

Among the most famous
trees is the Belle of Georgia,
whose fruit is often called
simply "Georgia peaches."

There's nothing like sitting down
on a hot summer day with
a scoop of peach ice cream
or a bowl of peaches and cream,

and whenever I do,
I always seem to find
I've got Georgia on my mind.

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Notes:

Georgia has long been associated with peaches. It's official nickname is the Peach State, and the peach is its state food. Many places are named accordingly such as Peachtree City, Peachtree Center, and Peachtree Street. Belle of Georgia is among the most popular cultivars.

"Georgia on My Mind" is a famous song by by Hoagy Carmichael and Stuart Gorrell, particularly the performance by Georgia native Ray Charles.

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Poem: "Foggy Memories of California"

This poem came out of the October 18, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired and sponsored by [personal profile] thnidu.


"Foggy Memories of California"
-- an octameter


In California,
San Francisco fog
comes in summertime.
The warm inland air
and cool sea air mix
to make thick mist there.
You can't see through it,
so driver beware!

In winter you find
tule fog in banks
that quiver and climb
from wetlands to blind
the motorists who
get hit from behind.
There's fog everywhere,
so driver beware!

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Notes:

Octameter is a poetic form with two stanzas, each having eight lines, with five syllables per line.

California is famous for its fogs, which include the summer San Francisco fog and the winter tule fog.
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Hard Things

Life is full of things which are hard or tedious or otherwise unpleasant that need doing anyhow. They help make the world go 'round, they improve skills, and they boost your sense of self-respect. But doing them still kinda sucks. It's all the more difficult to do those things when nobody appreciates it. Happily, blogging allows us to share our accomplishments and pat each other on the back.

What are some of the hard things you've done recently?
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Today's Trip

We went out running errands today.  We picked up a jug of apple cider and a new cultivar of acorn squash at the orchard south of us.  A lady there recommended a barbecue restaurant that turned out to be scrumptious.  Later on, we found some flannel shirts and polos at bargain prices.  \o/  And I got a bag of 50 purple grape hyacinths and a bag of 50 mixed crocus on sale. Thanks to the various folks who suggested that I do more naturalizing. 

It's been raining off and on all day, and probably will tomorrow.  We can use the rain, and it'll help make the ground soft enough to dig, which is important because I'll be hacking through grass to plant these bulbs.
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Poem: "Building Castles"

This poem came out of the October 18, 2016 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from [personal profile] janetmiles and [personal profile] technoshaman. It has been sponsored by [personal profile] technoshaman. This poem belongs to the series The 50 Poetic States, which is a manuscript in progress rather than an entry on my Serial Poetry page.


"Building Castles"


North Carolina is the first in flight, but
it also knows how to get down to Earth.

It's a region of farms and forests
and gorgeous mountains, rich in
the history of famous people and
their unparalleled, extravagant tastes.

The Biltmore Estate in North Carolina is
the largest privately owned home in America,
built by George Washington Vanderbilt II and
still owned by one of his descendants.

The Blue Ridge Mountains rise above it
to ground the Châteauesque mansion
firmly in the fertile earth, their creeks
feeding into the vineyards that coat
the sleek green slopes of the estate.

Look up, look down, and see
the union of these opposites
unfolding all around you.

It's about building castles,
not in the sky,

but right here on Earth.

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Notes:

North Carolina is the home of the Biltmore Estate, which you can visit here.  The Châteauesque mansion is surrounded by vineyards.