L for London

L for London

 

Far away…

Part of my memories.

Oh! London,

City in my dreams…

 

Regent’s Park

Remains in my heart,

Like the dog’s bark,

Like a piece of art.

 

The Ferris wheel

Of Leicester Square

Still whirls

In my long hair.

 

The wind blows leaves

At my face. It says:

“Leave if you must,

But don’t you forget my taste!”

 

Fountains

Meet my eyes,

With tears…

“My” tears as it rains.

 

London

Calls me,

Every night,

Every dream:

 

The Kinks

Of oversea love

Clash with The Police

In Creeque Alley.

 

Did I lose you?

Like a fairy

Who flew

Out of the box?

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Ruth]

Beautifully woven piece...a place of charm and invitation, intrigue and diversity. You not only described such an energy here but the reader can feel the yearning within the poem, excellent :)