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Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner……AGAIN

This isn’t poetry, just me being indulgent on a Sunday night….

I was born in London, went to university in London and still love my home town, even though I will never live there again.

This song always takes me back to living in central London……a great song about hopes, dreams, loneliness.

Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner……possibly the last one…

This isn’t poetry, just me being indulgent on a Sunday night….yet once more. Sorry! ;)

I was born in London, went to university in London and still love my home town, even though I will never live there again.

This is an old ad for Capital Radio, using the even older song ‘Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner’ and updating it a bit. Well I think it’s funny!

Maybe it’s because I’m a Londoner……

This isn’t poetry, just me being indulgent on a Sunday night….

I was born in London, went to university in London and still love my home town, even though I will never live there again.

I also love Science Fiction.

So here is a lovely video of London as she has appeared in Science Fiction TV and Film, made a while ago to to promote the Science Fiction WorldCon in 2014:

London

Emerging from the Tube you clothe me
with dusty breath and ambient noise
I feel you living restlessly
lifeforce surging through centuries
pulsing through busy streets
I turn a corner and a garden churchyard
filled with lunchers and tourists
leads me to rest

Leaving you in a plane I reach down
pet your raised questioning head
sooth and smooth your black silky fur
I have run from you as you’ve
preyed upon my soul my heart
your begging eyes always
bring my return

Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond

My love poem to my old home town, lying quietly at present, but she will shake off the blues and arise……

 

Driving Home

The road is bejewelled with the lights of traffic
Red ribbon, white ribbon, snaking over the hills
Dark fields lie beside us as we wend our way
The villages we bypass shine stray lights to our eyes
I turn off the radio and drive in silence
Motoring into the dark, climbing and swooping
As the moon illuminates us all
I slide off at my junction taking the tight French style curve
And home beckons

Copyright © 2015 Kim Whysall-Hammond

Reblogged from 2015