Over The Bridge Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Over The Bridge



Over the bridge
Pass a labyrinth of
figures:
hedgehogs, snails,
lizards, small
and
great, thorny elephants
slow and stately,
tiger with her cubs....
and wait...

there's a long, long train to pass
creaks the bridge,
the wooden bridge, spaces glitter,
nymphs and satyrs
stand by liveried
and they pipe and
play the flute...

and a Poet Seer at the end
very end
of the bridge
plays a lonely violin

Saturday, October 17, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: aging,broken heart,death,falling,life,life and death,muse,night,safety,thoughts
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