Crossing Bridge Poem by ion untaru

Crossing Bridge



The old man sat
at the deck edge
weighing passers
how nimble were their step
or how serene gaze

Those that iniquities during life
made them to walk bent,
must go back,
otherwise deck would broke

(translated from romanian)

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Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa 23 January 2010

Great poem keep it up

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Village Finta, Dambovitza
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