My attempt is write about a stroll through my favourite city...Edinburgh in Scotland, of course!
I even pay homage to William Wordsworth's I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud (I recently covered this poem with my grade 8 students, so a two-word phrase slipped into my poem. Can you spot it?)
Oh, but to wander
I long for the manifold days
far beyond the sea
where Curiosities are commoners
and Culture stands on every corner
I miss strolling aimlessly
past History,
sometimes stopping to scrutinise her,
ever wondering what secrets she keeps
I ever wish to stop,
to gaze – and gaze –
to gaze – and gaze –
upon the daffodils,
to sip on forbidden sunshine
with the damp green grass
beneath bare feet
I yearn to turn towards home
as the rain spits on my boots
and in my face;
to perch on the window sill
as I listen to the afternoon gulls,
close my eyes
and breathe the air of Serenity
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