Erica Francis

Rookie (January 7,1988 - September 17,2078 / Columbus, OH)

Kind Paris - Poem by Erica Francis

Kind Paris
under my feet.

The clack of heels
on a cobblestone walk
along the river
encompassed with concepts
from centuries of artists.

The streets,
they sing,
with the accordian
and accoustic.

Kind Paris
under my feet
and my theatrical
and melodic tapping
of heels on wet cobblestones.


Comments about Kind Paris by Erica Francis

  • Rookie Anna Lucija (11/15/2005 5:53:00 AM)

    This makes me miss Paris so much...! Captures the city wonderfully, ax (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 28, 2005

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 4, 2006


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