Oh, poutine, beloved dish of Montreal, A concoction of fries, gravy, and cheese curds, Simple yet sublime, a comfort food for all. From dive bars to high-end restaurants, You can find it anywhere, anytime, A true symbol of our city, our cultural zeitgeist. Oh, how it warms the soul on a cold winter's day, Or … Continue reading Potatoes, Gravy, and Cheese, Please – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Montreal’s Clowns – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Many artists, who Offer their talents to Nurture joy and laughter Throughout the streets Revelling in the Energy and excitement of All those who stop to watch Loving every moment of their craft ' Specially the Clowns and Buskers Creating memories that will last Long after the show is over Only in Montreal can you … Continue reading Montreal’s Clowns – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
The Big ‘O’ – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Majestic structure rising high On Montreal's skyline, touching the sky Nimble athletes once graced its floors The world watched as they won gold medals and more Realizing the dream of hosting the Games Elevating Montreal to worldwide fame A symbol of the city's strength and pride Loved by all, far and wide Yours to admire, … Continue reading The Big ‘O’ – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
The City of Cathedrals – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Majestic beauty of Montreal, Oasis of culture and history, Nestled by the St. Lawrence River, The city of cathedrals, so grand and serene, Rising above the skyline, each one a dream. Elegant streets filled with art and life, Always bustling with energy and light, Lively and diverse, a melting pot of people, Thriving with passion … Continue reading The City of Cathedrals – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Under the City – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Majestic tunnels sprawling beneath the streets, Onward to connect a thousand feet, No need to brave the winter's bitter cold, Traversing the city, the young and the old, Realms of commerce and culture entwine, Elevating Montreal's grand design, Awe-inspiring in its sheer scope, Labyrinthine, yet full of hope, The Underground City, a wonder to behold.
Cafe Cleopatra, if you dare… – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Curtains of red velvet and gold, Dubious ladies on the stage bold, Enticing patrons with a sultry gaze, Oh, the infamous Cleopatra's ways! Painted faces and sequinned dresses, Art deco décor, oh how it impresses, The atmosphere, a smoky haze, Rarely seen are the daylight rays. Amidst the heart of Montreal's nightlife, The legendary club … Continue reading Cafe Cleopatra, if you dare… – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Place des Arts – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
In Place des Arts, the night begins to fall The city's pulse slows down to a soft hum A hush of voices, a distant saxophone call The neon lights paint the sky like a charcoal sum The streets are alive with the sound of the night A symphony of life in every corner and turn … Continue reading Place des Arts – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
McGill, Concordia, U of M, UQAM – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Majestic institutions of learning, renowned Committed to excellence in every way Great minds gather there, from world around Imparting knowledge day by day Leading the way in research profound Universally esteemed, and rightly so Nurturing scholars, thinkers, leaders true Inspiring us to strive, to learn, to grow Visionaries, who bring new ideas to view Engaging … Continue reading McGill, Concordia, U of M, UQAM – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
The Lake without Beavers – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
Up in Mount Royal park, where the city sprawls below Lies a tranquil oasis, but there no beavers dare go Amidst the hustle and bustle, a serene retreat A place where one can find solace, and take a seat. Beaver Lake, they call it, a jewel in the crown Of this great city, a place … Continue reading The Lake without Beavers – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
The Miracle Man of Montreal – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
In L'Oratoire St-Joseph, where the faithful flock, There was a priest named Andre, a man of great stock, Who through his faith and devotion, wrought miracles grand, That left the people awestruck, and his name in their hearts branded. He healed the sick, and cured the lame, With a gentle touch, he removed all pain, … Continue reading The Miracle Man of Montreal – Memories Through the Eyes of my City
