An Eye On London Poem by Matt Mooney
An Eye On London
The morning sky has a crest of a moon
Sitting up over my window's horizon,
Tall conifers compete with chimney stacks,
Castle top turrets and white office blocks;
The trickling traffic from King’s Cross below
Meets life coming into the city.
It’s quiet out there at four in the morning,
(The calm before the storm) ,
While the lights of the street lamps
Grow dimmer towards dawn
From my fourth floor eye on old London.
wonderful descriptive poem, very well written....................10+++
Lovely 'birds eye view' of the Big Smoke! Like it! HG: -) xx
I have never visited London, but I can Imagine it by this nice poem.
Very beautiful, visual lines, Matt. This one really touched me. I used to live in London and this took me right back into the heart of her. A fine, fine poem.10
Poetic vision makes the difference and that you’ve made…immixing fact with superfine imagery Thanks Sir for putting me in forgotten nostalgia 10/10 Ms. Nivedita UK
'Tall conifers compete with chimney stacks, Castle top turrets and white office blocks' Rachel Ann Butler
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 4:42:19 AM # 1.0.0
An observation in a tick of time in London I can hear the gong of Big Ben great poem regards