Poem...London Dream
Cobblestones with flickering orange
glisten under the old oil street lamps
Snorting of horses with clopping sounds
Couples in finery head to Castle invite
Tall Clock Tower sounds the hour of eight
Beggers on the street saying their alms
Light foggy mist starting to fall
And London slips into another dream
Rabid Poet

Rantings
Sunday, August 25, 2013
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