Jumper On The Bridge, Paris. Poem by David McLansky
Jumper On The Bridge, Paris.
The lonely girl sur le pont
Looking cold and slightly gaunt
Loosed a ribbon from her hair
With a gesture debonair
And held it flagging in the wind
Snapping, streaming, wild, untrimmed;
Then let it go, its fate released;
May broken ties so drown and cease!
Saturday, May 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: fate,hair,lonely,love,paris
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