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Zywa Jul 23
More and more tourists

in the church, the holiness –

has become thinner.
Collection "Blown sand"
Zywa Jul 9
People stare at me
on the days that I feel like
being dressed specially

Those days are rare
as everything that is special
cannot last long

or there are crowds
pushing and chasing
away who lives or works there

neighbours are replaced
by guests and you yourself
get comments

on your role in the performance
that is your own life and
that is not your own life

So I just have to be
normal, boring, showing
nobody that I exist

being special in the mirror
in my own and
in your eyes only
Envy & The standard of being ordinary

Tourist industry

Collection “Mosaic virus”
Marla May 16
A beautiful sun shines through a palm's canopy
And casts a shadow over your beach retreat.
Sitting in a lounge chair with a rumrunner in hand,
It's easy to pretend people don't get murdered here.

Now it's nighttime and the city shines alive with neon
As countless youth hop from club to club looking for fun.
Walking down the boulevard while you take in the sights,
It's easy to forget the projects you passed to get here.

The next morning starts with a hefty hangover
And ends with a delicious bandeja paisa.
You've never had such exotically good food in your life,
Yet it's easy to ignore the famished begging on the streets here.

So the next time you visit
And feel all of your problems leave you,
Remember that your tourist dollars help keep our paradise
One fit for a fool.
Zywa Dec 2018
In the evening, the river is a theater
the water is carrying the music
to our ears, the romance

of a saxophone sunset
twinkling in the wine and the church
rosy, nothing but mild grace

Tourists pretending click clack
that not they, but we, are the extras
and the city is a cardboard set:

theme park Paris l'amour
young people on the quays around
a pillar candle and kissing

couples as it should be
in the sunthrowers of the tourist vessels
gleam the spots in the corners

which you can smell
Collection "Take a picture, quick"
Cordoba is home to the largest mosque in the world,
The Mezquita's architectural splendour is a stunning monument to behold,
It is a confluence of Jewish, Islamic and Christian trinity,
Whose influence through the ages will stretch to eternity

Swarming with tourists be it individuals or groups,
Who throng the roads through which they incessantly troop,
The multi-cultural mix is what makes the sight so appealing,
One cannot but experience the inescapable joyful feeling

As one saunters through the must- visit touristic Jewish Quarter,
The innumerable winding lanes and by-lanes really do not matter,
Rows and rows of shops have a wide range of offerings,
All that one needs to do is spend without bothering

It's a gourmet's delight at restaurants when it comes to variety,
One needs to go through the menu card in it's entirety,
The trick is to experiment with different types of food,
Hopping in and out of eateries makes you feel so good

The sweltering heat does little to dampen the enthusiasm,
People go about their work with no less dynamism,
The famed Spanish siesta can still be seen at play,
With shuttering of shops and offices just past mid-day

With tourism a major factor contributing to the economy,
It is important to underscore the need to live in harmony,
This trait among people is so blatantly on display,
An ingrained culture preserved till this very day
James LR Oct 2018
Matchsticks used and burned to black
Stand amid their brethren tall
Through Mount and Vale
Their limbs compete
To reach into Heaven's seat

Merced flows and bubbles past
Bird and beast both heed the call
From Bridal Veil
Is river born
To reach for the Distant Shore

Stare in awe! El Capitan,
Mighty Chief, above them all
The peak unveils
In its natural majesty
Went to Yosemite this past weekend
Laura Friloux Apr 2018
I took my time off.
I was tired of showing people
What I enjoyed.
I pretended to be a tourist.
I pretended to be the type of person
I had come to know.
Day in.
Day out.
Now, I know:
It wasn't them I hated.
It was ignorance.
Julie Grenness Jul 2016
What is the world teaching our young?
Now a new day on Earth has begun,
There's terrorism as a new tourism,
Using as a mask, any schism,
We all accept this as a norm,
It's time for attitudes to reform,
Terrorists are made, not born,
We are educating our young in new wrongs,
But to one human race we all belong,
How to pass this baton on?
This question we should ask,
To find solutions to this task,
Old peaceniks sit and wonder,
While our broken youth shall ponder,
They're using as a mask, any schism,
Why is terrorism  the new tourism?
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