How much do I love thee...

A prompt was to write a love poem for an inanimate object. If a city may be viewed as an 'inanimate object', then my object of affection is an obvious one: Edinburgh.

I lived and worked in Edinburgh for over eight months in 2008. It is, in my opinion, the most amazing, beautiful city in the world; one which I will love as my second home forever.

I dedicate this poem to you Edinburgh, my love.

 

Edinburgh

 

I answered when you called my name

And you showed me beautiful secrets

On golden lit streets

 

Memories are written in your

Ever changing skies,

Nostalgia in your music

 

Your heart,

Your pulse,

Is your people,

Brave souls with dancing eyes

 

The wind whispers the names

Of warriors, kings and thieves,

Of those who lift your standard,

Those who turn your wheels

 

Sleepy, proud city,

I still hear you call my name,

 I still walk your streets in my dreams.

 

 

Andrea Vermaak