Hello!
I just got back from Spring Break but I wanted to keep up with my London postings so here is another poem! You’re excited aren’t you? I actually didn’t write this for class but I wrote it in the wee hours of the morning when I was traveling on a coach back to Leeds for the weekend. As always enjoy, let me know what you think and remember its my original content.This one is called Awake
Awake, Awake
O great city of slumber
Shake out your aching bones and dust of last night’s mistakes
Your little worker bees buzzing about before the crack of dawn
No traffic or confused foreigners, yet
Just the ones that make your heart beat and blood flow
Bus drivers, street cleaners and underground workers
I’m a visitor here
Not one to be seen at this ungodly hour
I’m a night owl after all
But the morning crows are all a flutter
They are content here
Awake, Awake
Prepare for another day of feet pounding against your skin, yells in your ears and pigeons in your veins.
Awake, Awake
Your slumber is done
Hopefully you enjoyed that little bit of my creative writing, it is really odd seeing London in the morning versus in the middle of the day. That’s why I wanted to write this poem. I also just posted my second London diaries video, its in another format than my first one so let me know what you think.
Click the link above to see the video. I hope these snippets about London are enjoyable for you and give you a unique insight into this great city.
Until next time, be blessed, stay strong and never give up,
Grace Hatton
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