Created: 13th April, 2018

The City of my birth

I spy with my London eye

Big Ben telling the time

as these thoughts like the River Thames

flow through my mind

Thoughts of love for my city

Like tube trains move quickly

Although unlike them

there’s no delay, swiftly

like red buses that move through the streets

Like the blood pumping through my veins

as my heart beats

I feel a rush of blood for the city of my birth

I might be biased, it’s one of the greatest on earth

I stand still on Westminster bridge watching the movement

of different people moving around I am grooving

to music pumping in my headphones, I crack a smile

London is my playground and I am its child.


© Karl Nova from Rhythm and Poetry, (Caboodle Books)


Karl Nova - The city of my birth



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