The view from the top
is foggy and grey because
the buildings and buses
are dusted with rain drops.
The view from the top
goes on for miles because
this dome balcony
is the tallest in the city.
The view from the top
reveals city secrets because
nothing can hide
from the eyes of God.
Building after building it stretches for miles,
concrete only interrupted
by one large snaking river.
The gridded city is home to millions of strangers
who might as well be plastic figures
living on the grid of a young boy's lego board.
In my Creative Writing class in Spring 2010, I remembered how much I love to write. So I started writing again, became an English major, and created a blog so that I would always have all of my work.
Showing posts with label London. Show all posts
Showing posts with label London. Show all posts
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Jetson
The ever present smirk that you wear on your face
is your own personal villain's trademark;
the glint in your eye and the curve of your mouth
precede each snide comment that falls off of your tongue.
Arms crossed at your chest, leaning back on your heel
ears open to the talk of America around you;
this facade is much too easy to see through
you are a predator ready to pounce.
Bright blue eyes and spiked blond hair decorate your face
you are the picture of a boy band wanna-be at its finest;
your pretentious leather jacket that hangs on your shoulders
matches your skeptical raised eyebrows in unparalleled style.
As you watch and wait for an opportunity
to criticize me in your sophisticated British accent,
I wonder if I can meet the villainous American
who so clearly a great effect on you?
is your own personal villain's trademark;
the glint in your eye and the curve of your mouth
precede each snide comment that falls off of your tongue.
Arms crossed at your chest, leaning back on your heel
ears open to the talk of America around you;
this facade is much too easy to see through
you are a predator ready to pounce.
Bright blue eyes and spiked blond hair decorate your face
you are the picture of a boy band wanna-be at its finest;
your pretentious leather jacket that hangs on your shoulders
matches your skeptical raised eyebrows in unparalleled style.
As you watch and wait for an opportunity
to criticize me in your sophisticated British accent,
I wonder if I can meet the villainous American
who so clearly a great effect on you?
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Awe
Walking up the steps, I never expected to see what I saw, or feel what I felt. As I stepped out into the sunlight and lifted my eyes to the sky, I witnessed a miracle of man. When I saw Big Ben and the House of Parliament for that first time, I truly knew what it felt like to be in awe.
My breath quickened and my heart pounded as I stared at the tremendous building in front of me. Each crevice caught the sun as the gold shone brightly in the clear sky. I couldn't believe my eyes. 'Woah' was the only word I managed to speak while I gazed at it unabashedly. I could stare at it for days, but alas, I only had a half an hour before my friends dragged me to the next wonder of London.
My breath quickened and my heart pounded as I stared at the tremendous building in front of me. Each crevice caught the sun as the gold shone brightly in the clear sky. I couldn't believe my eyes. 'Woah' was the only word I managed to speak while I gazed at it unabashedly. I could stare at it for days, but alas, I only had a half an hour before my friends dragged me to the next wonder of London.
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