Matt Mooney

Rookie - 58 Points (1943 / South Galway, Ireland.)

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.

Submitted: Friday, August 14, 2009

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  • Rookie Bert Bell (11/4/2010 1:53:00 AM)

    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 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 62 Points Nivedita Bagchi SPC UK (6/1/2010 2:52:00 PM)

    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 (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Rachel Ann Butler (11/8/2009 4:29:00 PM)

    'Tall conifers compete with chimney stacks,
    Castle top turrets and white office blocks'

    Rachel Ann Butler (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,584 Points Ken E Hall (9/5/2009 12:03:00 AM)

    An observation in a tick of time in London
    I can hear the gong of Big Ben great poem
    regards (Report) Reply

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