I see you,
Fluttering plastic,
Old wrapping,
Once providing blanket to value,
Now adorning the wind.
I see you,
Fluttering plastic,
As the updraft,
Swings you up and over the bridge,
And I walk it,
Dashing the drab,
With my colour and soul,
In a souless network,
Of night time tram lines,
Steel,
Concrete,
And loveless walkways,
Of commerce,
I see you.
Rowan Blair Colver
Fluttering plastic,
Old wrapping,
Once providing blanket to value,
Now adorning the wind.
I see you,
Fluttering plastic,
As the updraft,
Swings you up and over the bridge,
And I walk it,
Dashing the drab,
With my colour and soul,
In a souless network,
Of night time tram lines,
Steel,
Concrete,
And loveless walkways,
Of commerce,
I see you.
Rowan Blair Colver
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