Ode to London

London oh London
Vast landscape of concrete
Towering homes of reddened brick
A ferruginous facade

Such teeming bustles of cars
And bikes, and children laughing
Skipping on sidewalks hardly seen
In uniforms, to school

London oh London
Center of dance
Here we are again!
To grace your concrete streets.

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About korastoynova

With my husband, Simeon Stoynov, I travel the world in pursuit of our dreams, of which we have many. And, thankfully, all of our dreams are within our reach. We have made sure of it. From our lives as competitive ballroom dancers, a life which has taken us around the world and back, to my struggles to becoming an author, to Simeon's love of business, we have learned what it means to sacrifice, to apply ourselves with discipline, and to enjoy the journey to success. Our lives truly are made of the stuff of dreams.
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2 Responses to Ode to London

  1. slpmartin says:

    Very lovely poem…reminded me of my visit there…many thanks!

  2. korastoynova says:

    thanks! I go there all the time, so keep checking back. I’m sure I’ll have more for you. 🙂

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