This poem was written last summer, towards the end of my Gap Year, just before I began travelling. I spent a lot of time in Russell Square, as I was getting all of my shots and travel medicines from the Nomad clinic nearby - (didn't work - I still caught malaria!).
Anyway, this was written on a particular sunny day, whilst in the park cafe.....
Feel free to ask if you wish for any explanation of the images, or more context xx

The Marble Tops of Russell Square

The marks that hide themselves in winter,

Come out to play

And dance across my face.

The monotony of a dreary sky

Broken by a powerful grace,

Like my complexion, watch them

Sprouting new life and new trails

Across the world.

I melt into the marble surface –

Watching, waiting,

As the crowds gather, in place of cloud,

And cover the green like a shroud.

Clear a place for me,

To sit,

Serene,

And bask in the summer sun.

05/05/06