A wanderer's fantasy

(This poem was conceived as an entry into an Indiblogger contest : one that promises a trip to Melbourne, no less!! And if that does not sound worth it or exciting, then you MUST visit this website : www.visitmelbourne.com/in )

Founded in 1835,

Hey you can call me naive!

But I'm going to Melbourne soon,

And I'd need facts to stay alive.

As I step out of the Tullamarine,

An airport so huge and fine;

I marvel at the City of Literature,

The street art as rich as full-bodied wine.

Unravelling the numerous charms,

Hidden in the city divine;

The aura and versatility,

Enthrall the body, heart and mind.

Struck by wanderlust,

I "shuffle" through the Melbourne lanes;

Having my fill of the Australian cultural capital,

My fatigue and boredom wanes.

A lively, ambitious teenager hoping to study further,

I held Melbourne inspiring and dear;

(Did you know Cate Blanchett, Rupert Murdoch

And Kylie Minogue were born here?)

A hop, skip and jump,

On and off the free City Circle tram;

The Docklands and Cooks' Cottage,

Gift me memories unforgettable and glam.

Melbourne Aquarium whisks me away,

To the waterworld and kingdom of swim;

Level 88 on Melbourne’s Tower Eureka,

Seems more incredible than a crazy whim.

My highest flight of fancy ain't a match,

For balloon flights teasing the clouds,

The greeter's service makes me comfy and welcome.

I feel one with the jovial crowds.

As I think of home and family,

The "Indian" River Lagoon strikes a chord;

Lookout areas that transport me to paradise,

And causeways ingenious and broad.

Chinatown, gardens, spa, events and zoos,

Melbourne's got it all;

Eat, explore, shop and make merry,

I rejoice until I fall.

As my reverie ends,

And I ponder when and how,

Indiblogger and Visit Melbourne whisper,

... It's your time to visit Melbourne NOW!

Cheerio!!

(With fingers crossed as hard as I can...)

- Princess