For all of my life, four years times ten
From here today to way back when,
A bedsit, two houses, a one bedroom flat
I felt pride to reside in the burg where it’s at.
The map is a rainbow on the Underground
Oft through its maze its ways I found,
The tubes themselves so often delayed
No denying its trying on some journeys made.
There’s so many places I fondly recall
Cannon fire to choir at old Albert Hall;
The Tower of London, Tower Bridge too;
While high in the Eye such a breathtaking view.
I recall its parks: Hyde, Holland and Green
A ‘scape to escape the grey urban scene;
Likewise Leicester Square where the dental school stood
“No gain without pain” I soon understood.
In Hamleys' store such pleasure I've known
Where toys make boys of men full grown,
Where Barbie and Sindy and massed teddy bears
Remind mothers and others of times with less cares.
To Selfridges food hall I’d sometimes make haste
To find every kind, sure to suit any taste;
Also to Soho and Carnaby Street
From passion to fashion, all needs they meet.
In the magical theatres of London's West End
One more night of delight I would gladly spend;
Its museums of history, science and art
They still and they will hold a place in my heart.
Life keeps on moving, it changes its course
With brief pity this city I must now divorce,
I'm off to the Midlands, near the city that’s "second"*
No regret but I bet by the Big Smoke I'm beckoned.
For all of my life, four years times ten
From here today to way back when,
I lived in London but now I start
New days and ways in Worcestershire's heart.
COPYRIGHT D M PAMMENT 2010

Comments
Daffni | January 5, 2010 - 14:02
Daffni
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Interesting. You seem to have managed the extra-rhymed lines well. They don't sound artificial. Must admit the big smoke doesn't beckon me at all; I prefer my, currently very white, Welsh countryside.
Daffni
kheldar | January 5, 2010 - 16:52
Thanks for that Daffni, the pull of the Welsh countryside could also prove quite strong :-)
shoe | January 5, 2010 - 19:54
Your poem really tells a tale, were you a bard in a previous life?, sound's like the transplant has worked for you. Having lived in 6 counties in my 4 years x 10 (+1):}} homesickness and I are old friends, currently feeling far from home, so a seventh could be on the horizon!
kheldar | January 6, 2010 - 06:19
Thanks yet again shoe for you interest & your support. As much as possible I like my poems to tell a story, I'm pleased that in this case (for you at least) I succeeded. :-)