Poetry Corner – To Be A Tourist

A little thing you may not know about me as a reader is that I enjoy writing poetry. I have been writing poems since the age of 13 and find it a good way to write down emotions when I am stressed or got something on my mind. A lot of times I use poetry to expand and exaggerate a feeling but I also find it a great way to relax and let things out of my head. I haven’t really shared a lot of my poetry but I thought for the Phoenix Remix birthday week I would share a few from my archives. I have two notebooks full of my poems but I will only be sharing a handful. Quite a lot of them are pretty personal to me but I thought why not take the leap and share a few.

The first one I thought I would share is one that I wrote for a competition that would win money to pay for my work experience trip to NYC when I was a University. I won it and the prize was enough to cover my cost for my visa. Enjoy!


To Be A Tourist 

This morning I woke up realising this was the day,
I finally go to the airport and leave the UK,
To jet to America for a summer of fun,
I can’t believe my journey has finally begun.


The airport that’s full with people excited as me,
To escape abroad to feel completely relaxed and free,
Once your sitting on the plane comfy in your seat,
You can let you imagination run wild,
Whilst resting your feet.


To see the world, to travel the land,
To walk through the clifftops,
To stand on golden sand,
To swim with the dolphins,
To be the owner of a Macy’s bag,
But everything is delayed thanks to stupid jet lag.


The feeling of tiredness that never goes away,
You feel disorientated and groggy for a few days,
Your body clock gets messed up and totally confused,
When you arrive in a new country your first few days are screwed!


Once the few days of trauma have finally fled,
You are able to explore without wanting your bed,
The excitement and anxiety of new places to explore,
It is like an addictive drug and gets you wanting more.


The tastes of exotic foods in a country that’s new,
Is interesting, tasty and amazing to you,
It gives you an insight into culture around,
And helps you realise the hidden secrets that there is to be found.


The first time you decide to not open a map,
To pretend that your sense of directions not crap,
To pretend you’re not a tourist and trying not to get lost,
By walking everywhere avoiding taxi costs.


To go to the landmarks you always wanted to investigate,
The Statue of Liberty, Times Square, and the Empire State,
To go on organised tours around the big city,
With a tour guide who thinks he is funny and witty.


To go to Broadway to see a vibrant and entertaining show,
That by the end of it your insides physically glow,
From the energy and the atmosphere there is all around,
Making you feel like your feet will never touch the ground.


With so much to see and so many activities to do,
The time goes by so fast and suddenly you,
Have to leave it all behind and head to JFK,
To get a plane back where you first started, the UK,


As the plane starts to lift you above the floor,
You start to suddenly realise you want to stay and do more,
However after six hours of travelling and being on a plane,
You feel quite relieved to be back in the land of rain!


Written 9/3/2010

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