MY LONDON

In all the world, there's nowhere quite

Like London in the evening light,

When saffron sunset lends its grace

To linger on a much-loved face.

 

And all around the very air

Thrills with time as if aware

That my great city is the stage

For this and every other age.

 

So much history, so much done,

So much to tell the setting sun.

 

 

London

◄ SYMPATHY FOR A BROTHER-IN-LAW (and others!)

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M.C. Newberry

Tue 24th Jan 2012 16:45

Hi JC - "Enjambment" sounds like a good title for a poem about the capital's traffic!
Thanks for the comment. Love the place, hate
the people :-) (well, some...)

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John Coopey

Tue 24th Jan 2012 00:00

Short and simple homage to the city, MC. I like the enjambment. (I just looked it up to see if I'd spelled it right and the dictionary fell open at "frog" - spooky, or what?)
Like the poem - hate the place!

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