Poetry

A city on a grid, where laneways meet

With cafes everywhere, coffee on every street

It’s more than a drink, it’s what makes us complete

Whether you have it alone, or with something to eat

A city with art, we are always on show

With museums, galleries and theatres aglow

A feast for the senses, where you just never know

Which treats await, where the pace is anything but slow

A city with sport, a never-ending feast to see

With an amazing array, it’s the place to be

No matter which side you choose, you have to agree

It’s a part of life here that’s anything but carefree

A city with parks, where the havens are green

You can sit, stroll, jog, or anything in between

An evolving delight of new sights to be seen

Just remember though, you’ll need that sunscreen

A city with all seasons, whether the sky is blue or grey

It can be too hot or too cold, just know that it won’t stay

A change will occur just as quick as you can say

Hey, how about that crazy weather we had the other day?

A city with trams, they help us get around

They come in various forms, all with that distinctive sound

It’s just another way where opportunities abound

To explore the next big thing waiting to be found

A city with history, but not all of it is told

Where Aboriginal peoples once freely lived, before they were controlled

The Birrarung was theirs until we took hold

But their stories will live on, for they will never get old

A city with just about anything, that I have come to adore

Where opportunity awaits, once you open that door

An energy, a pulse, that is at its very core

Melbourne is a place to thrive, like never before

All images are my own, from the last few years.