London

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.

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Two Hearts, Two Hemispheres

Sunset in the southern hemisphere

Sunset in the southern hemisphere

My heart lives in two hemispheres

Two nationalities claim to own me

Two countries try to keep me

Two cities aim to delight me

 

My heart lives in two hemispheres

I have loved ones in both

I have possessions scattered here and there

I’ve called both halves my home

 

My heart lives in two hemispheres

It longs for both, in tormenting greed

It may live and breathe in the south

But in the north it truly beats

 

My heart lives in two hemispheres

Neither right, neither wrong

But in the north another heart beats

And with that heart, my heart belongs

Sunset in the northern hemisphere

Sunset in the northern hemisphere