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Livelier

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by Ben Dover, Mar 31, 2016.

  1. Ben Dover

    Ben Dover Active Member

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    Location:
    The London borough of Croydon, GB
    That continent
    Looks like
    You can walk it
    And that camp
    Has a life
    It wants to go my way
    To the rock
    Watch the dogs patrol


    I wrote this after witnessing first hand for myself, the refugee camp in Calais, France 8th of September 2015... I was traveling by road that day from Amsterdam to London...

    I can remember the dullness of Belgium (though pretty, looked like a Monet)!, and the vibrancy of the refugee camp. (Like Vauxhall Market on a Sunday, but slightly poorer looking with more bonfires).
    So I called my poem Livelier, because it looked livelier than Belgium.

    This was also the first thing I saw when I came back to England
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    And that day, this land left an impression it burned into me that I'd never forget just west of this picture where the ferry docked at Dover.
    'The rock'
    Like a natural fortress when compared to the flatness of where I'd just came from.
     

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