Poetry in Paradise

I've always loved writing but sadly my hectic lifestyle back home often stood in the way of me picking up a pen and scribbling. Taking a year out to travel has given me both the time and the subject matters to develop this passion further and I've found myself writing not only this blog but short stories and poems too. Some I've written for friends, others just for fun and one is even being published in the SEA Backpacker Magazine next month. 

Anyway, it was becoming addictive and before long the others wanted in on the action - cue the poetry off in Fiji. Though it started as a joke the results were kind of awesome so I thought I'd share them on here. There's a few 'had to be there' jokes thrown around in some but the majority should make sense to all. 

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Fiji Time - by Chiara 

This short story,

All began,

With just two travellers,

Chiara and Han,

They packed in their jobs,

Said 'see ya' to friends,

And escaped to Asia,

Where fun never ends. 

They posted their updates,

And pictures online,

Of beaches and palm trees, 

And blazing sunshine.

Then Jodie and Eric, 

After seeing all this,

Realised that it was

Too good to miss.

They booked their tickets,

And flew out to Asia, 

First Java, then Bali, 

Then back to Malaysia. 

Meanwhile the first two,

Had jet off again, 

Bought tickets to Aus,

And jumped on a plane. 

In Melbs they met Vicky, 

Who knew they were poor, 

So let them both sleep,

On her bedroom floor.

Throughout the week,

They sewed the seed,

And before they knew it,

It was all agreed.

She'd meet them in Fiji,

With the rest of the crew, 

Which was now up to five,

No longer just two.

And how could we forget? 

Our good friend Kate,

Far away in London,

But planning escape. 

She passed her exams,

With a huge pay-rise,

So of course she'd join us,

In paradise! 

But still there was more,

To add to the clan, 

Three boys to complete,

The Fiji fam. 

They met them in Sydney,

Stu, Will and Jack,

And once they'd met them,

There was no going back.

Within a few hours,

They'd booked flights too,

All except,

Our poor little Drew.

We're yet to see,

How well he'll survive,

Without Daddy Stuart,

And the money supplies. 

But he's staying behind,

Back in Balmain town,

Just doing his best, 

Not to burn the place down.

Whilst the rest are here,

In Fiji, Nadi, 

Joining the girls,

For one big 'pardy'. 

So that is how,

The two became nine,

Now we're off to enjoy,

Some Fiji time! 

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Fiji, Fiji - by Stuart 

Fiji Fiji, we are finally here,

A moment I have been anticipating for almost a year.

The islands are charming, so nice to see,

We are here with our travelling family.

The weather is hot and the beers are cold,

I want to live here until I get old.

Here we are hopping from place to place,

All the fun to come - watch this space!

Many moments to cherish and good times to come,

Making the most of being so young.

The sea is pure and as clear as day,

We are living life the Fiji way.

It will be very sad when we have to go,

On The boat journey home I will feel so low.

(Although Europe is a go)

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Fiji Birthday - by Hana 

Banana trees 

Coconut shells

Pink flowers

Summer smells

Nine people

All together

Blue sea 

And perfect weather

Cute and small

Getting burnt

Her names Veronica

Why hasn't she learnt?

Sleepless nights

Early rises

Happy faces

Stuart wises

Glowing tans

Beaming sun

The boy called Jack

Always having fun 

Cracking jokes

Sleeping late

William whiteman

Is everyone's mate

Writing poems

Pretty dresses

Chiara Pelizzari 

Has no stresses 

Jodie mckane

Dogs and fish

To see every animal

Is her wish

Organised suitcase

Efficient packing

Bikini bodies

Kate's not been slacking

Bites on legs

Vicky comber

Witty remarks

This poems over.

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The poetry trend was in fact started by my Nan who sent me the cutest poem over Christmas and New Year and has continued to email her updates in verse ever since. So thank you to her, our biggest inspiration!