City

Living The London Life

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Proudly published in 2014 by Forward Poetry, in an anthology called Everlasting Words: A Collection of Poetry.

In this city I can be whoever I wish.

I can be anonymous, blend with the crowd and close my eyes on the world.

I can be bold, stand out from the crowd and open my eyes to all the world has to offer.

In this city I can follow trends, or push against them.

In this city I need no friends, but I have many.

In this city no face is familiar, but every face is an ally.

Some days I resist the city’s pushy advances, some days I crave them.

Sometimes the mayhem bullies me into my shell, sometimes it draws me out.

This is a city of concrete grey; this is a city bursting with colour.

This city is a ferocious tiger; this city is a fragile butterfly.

I see brick walls and dead ends everywhere, yet possibility all around.

This city makes me feel young and energetic.

This city makes me feel old and tired.

In this city I can rebel or conform.

This city teaches me how wise I am and how much I have yet to learn.

This urban environment both stifles and fuels my hunger.

In this city I feel lost, until abruptly I am found.

Elements of me rest dormant while others are re-awakened.

The people in this city barely acknowledge me, yet they care deeply for my wellbeing.

In this city I can be both the exception to the rule, and the norm.

In this city I am equally free, and equally trapped.

I am living in this city’s heart, and this city is living in mine.

The Journey Within

A year ago today I landed on foreign ground to begin an adventure that would not only take me across continents, but into unknown territory in my life in general.  It was the start of an inner journey, a personal tour through unexpected experiences and unforeseen realities. On the road, as within, there was triumph and tragedy.  I crossed the world, and then part of my world collapsed.

365 days have now passed since the glittering lights of Jakarta embraced me into the city’s chaos.  I have returned, reclaimed, rediscovered, rebuilt, restrengthened and redefined who I am.  Perhaps I have met myself properly for the first time.

Tonight, a year on, I see only the twinkling lights of my Christmas tree and a wealth of possibility for the year ahead.  Whatever 2014 may bring, it’s my inner journey that I’m most excited to explore – and who knows which exciting corners of the world that will steer me towards along the way…