Wednesday, July 27, 2016

After returning from a three week trip to London I wrote this poem...

London

Crowds, smoke, historic buildings.
This is London.

People, places,  picturesque parks.
This is London

Dull- coloured buildings, 
bright flowers and greenery.  
This is London.

Echoes from long- ago, calling
from elderly books in their cozy shops,
and antiquities in Museums. 
This is London.

Sharing and experiencing new things;
old pubs, markets, and parks.
And doing this with those you love.
This is London.

Flying home, the world below.
Touching down, see the world around.
Gum trees, friends and family, long walks,
sunsets, work, and clear air.
Hello Sydney.