Ageless Love

Teddy.15

 

We watched the iron tubes

floating slowly up the Thames 

giant parts on a freight barge

I remember him saying

look, that’s the Eye

it was on its way

to its resting place on the south bank 

we had no idea then

Just what we were witnessing?

we were too busy kissing and frolicking 

of course, as young lovers do

sunday’s were magical back then

 

and now?

 

more than twenty years have passed 

when I see the enormous London Eye

from the plane descending into my darling Heathrow

flying close to all the famous landmarks 

and the captain announces

 “ Ladies and Gentlemen on your right you can see the eye”

especially when it’s daylight and the sky is clear blue

it reminds me of my youth

and my innocence and those first kisses 

that will always be within my heart 

hidden in a secret box of ageless love.

  • Author: Teddy.15 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 13th, 2024 12:19
  • Comment from author about the poem: London will always be home. ❤️
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 30
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  • aDarkerMind

    and your poetry will always be welcome in my home Teddy.

    • Teddy.15

      Truly honoured dearest Melvin. I miss home every day just like if I was there I'd miss here. My friend sent me photos of the aurora over Richmond on Saturday, makes me feel a bit homesick, ive never seen it, apparently it was also visible here in parts. Thank you for your gorgeous words 🌹

    • Doggerel Dave

      I'm glad you do visit your old familiar London places sometimes, Teddy. And It's true, not only are the places familiar , but the freshly reawakened memories that go with them.

      • Teddy.15

        Very true dear Dave, thank you so much. 🌹

      • Goldfinch60

        Those memories of the past are priceless Teddy.

        Andy

        • Teddy.15

          Moreover those of my darling London that I miss so much somedays. Thank you dear Andy. 🌹

        • sorenbarrett

          Memories stimulated by a fragment of the past. Such an interesting way of representing it in choosing "the eye" an eye that looks back into time and sees the past. Oblivious to what is happening it sees times gone by. Sweetly nostalgic. Loved it Teddy

          • Teddy.15

            Thank you dear sorrenbarret, you have a very gracious way of bringing out my intellect, it's surprising to to even me. 🤣

          • Neville



            A sight to behold .. I remember when it was going up .. the Eye that is .. and of seeing it in motion from both my old mates top flat window and from the air upon landing .. for you, coming home and seeing such familiar landmarks it must be even more special ... Neville 🌹

            • Teddy.15

              That's when I remember it, I left a short time after was a magical moment for London and today it's even more special. Thank you dearest Nev. 🌹



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