Friday, November 14, 2008

Poem: Under the Bridge

Under the bridge
Isolated
Under the bridge
A newspaper and a tin can cup
Under the bridge
Medication in a brown paper bag
Under the bridge
Forgotten
Under the bridge
Cars fly by
On top of the bridge
Never stopping to look
Under the bridge.

2 comments:

Journey of a Poet said...

I love this one, the imagery is awesome. Each line gave me a new image, great work. Great!

Poetry in the Global Box said...

Thanks. That means a lot coming from a great poet like yourself.