Where the bush meets the ocean
Growing up I played on this beautiful beach and surrounds.21 total reviews
Comment from patcelaw
The contrast of the beautiful ocean shore meeting the bush land with a steel machinery factory is quite a contrast. The ocean scene is beautiful. Patricia
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2017
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The contrast of the beautiful ocean shore meeting the bush land with a steel machinery factory is quite a contrast. The ocean scene is beautiful. Patricia
Comment Written 08-Sep-2017
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2017
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Thank you. It's a place of stark contrasts and my mother has this sea view from her window every day. Beautiful isn't it? Thanks for the review. PM
Comment from frierajac
It makes me think of pressures, masses and process. Mainly the thermodynamic process of whatever chemicals we're made of running down in the usual universal way. This is just the point of view of a physicist ( I guess) whereas your point is
actually a view of the outback and sea.
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2017
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It makes me think of pressures, masses and process. Mainly the thermodynamic process of whatever chemicals we're made of running down in the usual universal way. This is just the point of view of a physicist ( I guess) whereas your point is
actually a view of the outback and sea.
Comment Written 08-Sep-2017
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2017
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The steelworks is an ugly red dusty monstrosity. No byproducts running into the see but red dust from years of iron ore processing. Nowadays there are fans and extractors, the ore is even washed at the mines but the red dust will never go away. The contrast from the steelworks to the sea and the bush are amazing. Thank you for your review. PM
Comment from Dean Kuch
I loved your poem, Anonymous Poet.
Home is where the heart is and no matter where in the world we may go, home is where we always feel safer and more secure.
The photograph is gorgeous, it certainly is a beautiful place--wherever "it" is.
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2017
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I loved your poem, Anonymous Poet.
Home is where the heart is and no matter where in the world we may go, home is where we always feel safer and more secure.
The photograph is gorgeous, it certainly is a beautiful place--wherever "it" is.
Comment Written 08-Sep-2017
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2017
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It is a place called Whyalla. It's in the mid north of south Australia near the top of the Eyre Peninsular. It's where I grew up as a happy carefree child. Saltbush literally circles the town and where the town ends it drops off into the sea. The photo I took above is taken from a place called Hummock Hill. You can just see in the foreground a fence of a "gun station" left over from WW11. To the left is the contrast of Aria Steel making company, then the boating marina, where the family of dolphins visit, then the beach. Spectacular as the tide goes out exposing pristine white sand, it equally impressive when the tide comes in and the sea " shelf" becomes evident. I'm not sure how depl it drops off but it's very deep. Sorry, I got carried away with your fedback. Thank you I think I'm due for a trip home! PM
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No worries, it's a beautiful place!
~Dean :)
Comment from June Sargent
What an eloquent way of contrasting what God has created versus what man has built - one alongside the other. One will last forever, the other might not. Meanwhile, the metal monsters make it possible for you to enjoy the blue paradise. Well done. Wish you the best in the contest.
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2017
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What an eloquent way of contrasting what God has created versus what man has built - one alongside the other. One will last forever, the other might not. Meanwhile, the metal monsters make it possible for you to enjoy the blue paradise. Well done. Wish you the best in the contest.
Comment Written 08-Sep-2017
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2017
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Thank you for your feedback, it's greatly appreciated.
Comment from Sandra du Plessis
A very well-written poem about the memories of your home town. Our memories of the old times never fade until we visit our home town again after years and find with shock how much the town changed and not always for the better.
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A very well-written poem about the memories of your home town. Our memories of the old times never fade until we visit our home town again after years and find with shock how much the town changed and not always for the better.
Comment Written 08-Sep-2017
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2017
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Thanks for your feedback. Yes I still love to go " home" when I can. PM
Comment from rheabug
What a lovely poem that you have posted. I appreciate the photo of your little town.
It is a great presentation. I wish you good luck in the contest. I think you have a good entry! Hugs...
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What a lovely poem that you have posted. I appreciate the photo of your little town.
It is a great presentation. I wish you good luck in the contest. I think you have a good entry! Hugs...
Comment Written 08-Sep-2017
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2017
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Thank you so much for your feedback. It is greatly appreciated. PM
Comment from kahpot
What a wonderful memory to keep and hold, you have described this very well indeed, and a great picture to explain your excellent poem very well done good luck in your competition****kahpot
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What a wonderful memory to keep and hold, you have described this very well indeed, and a great picture to explain your excellent poem very well done good luck in your competition****kahpot
Comment Written 08-Sep-2017
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Thank you for your feedback. It is greatly appreciated. PM
Comment from emptypage
This is so beautiful.
I love the sea always, but this picture brings out the loveliest of all perspectives. The contrast in word and photo make the beauty all the more wondrous.
You made me want to be there, steel machinery or no.
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2017
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This is so beautiful.
I love the sea always, but this picture brings out the loveliest of all perspectives. The contrast in word and photo make the beauty all the more wondrous.
You made me want to be there, steel machinery or no.
Comment Written 08-Sep-2017
reply by the author on 08-Sep-2017
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Me too, I'd love to be there right now. Thank you for your feedback.PM
Comment from bmethner
Beautiful description of the shore line. I can feel the passion and nostalgia from your words about this place. The visual you create of the beautiful shoreline with the pipeline create a wonderful contrast. You want to stay... you want to go... It is a dilemma most of us can relate to. Good luck in the contest
reply by the author on 07-Sep-2017
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Beautiful description of the shore line. I can feel the passion and nostalgia from your words about this place. The visual you create of the beautiful shoreline with the pipeline create a wonderful contrast. You want to stay... you want to go... It is a dilemma most of us can relate to. Good luck in the contest
Comment Written 07-Sep-2017
reply by the author on 07-Sep-2017
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It will always be " home". Thank you for your feedback, it was greatly appreciated.PM
Comment from Janilou
I enjoyed reading your work and thinking about the joy of growing up somewhere where it is possible to play in the beauty of nature, without worry or fear.
I also liked the analogy.
Nothing to correct. Nice work.
Jan
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reply by the author on 07-Sep-2017
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I enjoyed reading your work and thinking about the joy of growing up somewhere where it is possible to play in the beauty of nature, without worry or fear.
I also liked the analogy.
Nothing to correct. Nice work.
Jan
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The highest and the lowest rating are not included in calculations.
Comment Written 07-Sep-2017
reply by the author on 07-Sep-2017
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Thank you for your feedback. It has a reputation these days ( as so many small country towns it is gripped in the hell of drug and alcohol abuse) when I grew up it was one of the safest places ever. We walked everywhere even at night. Everyone played a sport of some description and it was very community minded. I had a wonderful childhood growing up here. PM
