Not sure where I found this or exactly how long it’s been saved on my computer.
But seeing it reminds me of home.
The fact that besides Bangor at the moment home is Kent and by weak extension London and that this drawing is obviously not of London makes the fact it reminds me quite strange. But there you go.
Hope you’re all good.
Posted in illustration, life, looking back
Tagged 8:58am, awesome yeah?, Bangor, blog, blogging, city, good times, home, illustration, Kent, life, life experience, London, notepad, random, Remind, reminiscing, short blog, short post, thoughts, writing
As the newspaper slowly crawls over my
Forcing me to look up and examine
where it was I had been
It’s quarter past two in the city
and the streets are almost bare
It’s this time I love, this place I love.
More than anywhere.
This city would be home,
if I would let it be.
But something always calls me back,
My home, constantly calling me.
So, I stay for the night sometimes,
and take it all in.
The city where I want to go,
to all the places I’ve already been.
Posted in life, poem / poetry, writing
Tagged bad poem, city, city poem, London, london poem, poem, poem / poetry, poems, poetry, short poem