The Poet On The Bridge

The Poet On The Bridge
By J R A Gigney

There he stands,
Lonely
Contemplating.
Watching the water flow,
Watching the fish,
Swim against the fast current.
Swans paddle silently,
Their cygnets nearby.
But there he stands,
Just staring
Composing
Mentally writing lines.

There he stands,
A notebook in his pocket.
A pen slipped into the spring,
Binding the pages together.
But there he stands,
The Poet On The Bridge,
His lifes work,
In his own hands...



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