All through the month
of August we'll be blogging a few choice nuggets from The Mothership – that's
www.walks.com, the main website of London Walks. Our From The Archive series is
written in the main by London Walks' Pen David
Tucker and will feature practical tips on joining in with a London
Walk, some general London info as well as some more "off the beaten
track" bits…
LONDON SUNRISE
by Katy Tucker
Here on this steel bridge balcony I wait Cross-Legged Humbled amongst the metal Jubilee triangles Silently un-knotting my thought tangles Just me with my Themes Watching the streetlights splatter Like notes across its liquid score We loll… Waiting to watch, The Evaporating, The night escaping Blacktime fleeting Lighttime creeping I like to catch the time - split When the world goes into The Gray The pregnancy of day A Mesopotamia The land between two rivers The river Yesterday Drip drying with the drunken hum Of London’s party town The river Tomorrow Soaked in the postnatal depression of rush hour pressure But right now the sterling Arroyo is here “The Grey” A dormant Londinium Still Stone Skeletal Here I can pretend This is a ghost town A tracing Right now In this over peopled city I am alone In the luna tinsel of this pale vent Arrogant Indulging in nothingness I am here to hear my heart beat De-dum-de-dum-de-dum My private pentameter I like to honor De-dum-de-dum-de-dum-de-dum Then a bird tweet! The feather warning “here comes morning” The fire extinguisher explodes With day flame spray Putting out The Gray Casting red crayon scars across the sky Dipping the Themes in aureate Tie-dye The tan flakes glory glisten Blushing coral -pink in corner coves Crimson plating the snaggle toothed skyline Amber citrus flushing in London’s yellow, sallow a m Branding The clouds burst into boudoir lanterns Mimicking The heaving Sun circle The Great Sphere Who is gay- golden with gloats Rolling with ruby laugh folds The Bulging Bully Who shames the electric dot spots (that click out in embarrassment) Beam laddering holes in night’s tights And banishing the shadows into exile The Gray, now, seems, so, vile The cerulean cracks Appear As Apollo slinks upwards I watch this conductor Wake up the London orchestra! The life Master I am nothing now So….. I watch…. Microscoped In my smallness I find Hope. A London Walk costs £9 – £7 concession. To join a London Walk, simply meet your guide at the designated tube station at the appointed time. Details of all London Walks can be found at www.walks.com.
