I thought this poem, pondering the essence of love, written by Samantha James might be something to ponder about when you’re sipping your favourite Saturday afternoon drink.
How beautiful old cities are – a link to our not so distant past – yet modern structures often destroy their charm. Thanks, Sebnem! Your thoughts are memorable💐💐
Once it was a natural channel,
designed by the ingenuity of time,
now reclaimed on both sides,
by man’s insatiable greed to interfere
Once it was a park and a green square,
now a desert of grey concrete,
decorated with tulips in wooden crates,
to fool the eye.
Once it was a green forest
that stretched all the way to the Black Sea,
now a jungle of skyscrapers,
motorways and access roads to bridges
that suffocate the lungs of the ancient town.
Eternal city, I weep for you
I have photographed my memories
and hid them for future generations
to show how mankind can destroy
his habitat and the soul of a city.
I downloaded this beautiful collection of love poems a while ago and have been reading and re-reading many of them. I love Nonnie Jules rhythmic and often rhyming style of putting thoughts together in a most satisfying way. I was also happy to read some of Gianni Jordan's work. Book Description This is a book … Continue reading Review – If Only There Was Music … – Nonnie Jules and Giani Jordan