Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
Ibn Battuta
London
Too many things to see
Face lit up with a glee
Never mind the sad bad weather
My skin is made of thick leather
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WWW in London (nine)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
Ibn Battuta
London
On the busy streets of London
There really is no time for boredom
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WWW in London (two)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
Ibn Battuta
London
Over the rooftops
To the hustle and bustle
Of the streets of London
In just a few hops
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WWW in London (six)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
Ibn Battuta
London
Rain, rain, rain
Running down the drain
Around in the City of London
Without the feeling of boredom
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WWW in London (four)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
Ibn Battuta
London
Follow the lines
And you’ll be fine
Eyes wide open
Seeing more than hoping
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WWW in London (eight)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
Ibn Battuta
London
A few raindrops do not harm
Even a little storm
Won’t keep me away
From the London sway
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WWW in London (three)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
Ibn Battuta
London
A few old castles
And a famous dungeon
Hop on a bus
Without much fuss
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WWW in London (five)
Posted in World Wide Wednesday
“Traveling –
it leaves you speechless,
then turns you into a storyteller.”
Ibn Battuta
London
In the evening
You are dreaming
Of how much more
The next day has in store
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Stone (Camera Lucida) four
