THE 'I LOVE YOU BRIDGE'
Within a landscape of concrete and other created forms,
A sub suburban sanctuary with rolling cubic lawns,
In coves of homes that peer from oblong fabricated walls,
Are folk with minds and souls breathing in buildings so tall.
Perhaps forgotten or misjudged significance led to time,
People carry on running around their personal pantomime,
And the dreams and lives of people existing up so high,
Can be subconsciously swept so casually aside.
When circumstance dictates and you walk through the lanes,
And you catch yourself straining at the highest window panes,
Perhaps you quietly ask yourself "How do they live like this",
Then out of nowhere the answer
"I love you"
scrawled on the highest bridge
This poem can be found in The I Love You Bridge and other Poems, available worldwide.
Rowan Blair Colver
Within a landscape of concrete and other created forms,
A sub suburban sanctuary with rolling cubic lawns,
In coves of homes that peer from oblong fabricated walls,
Are folk with minds and souls breathing in buildings so tall.
Perhaps forgotten or misjudged significance led to time,
People carry on running around their personal pantomime,
And the dreams and lives of people existing up so high,
Can be subconsciously swept so casually aside.
When circumstance dictates and you walk through the lanes,
And you catch yourself straining at the highest window panes,
Perhaps you quietly ask yourself "How do they live like this",
Then out of nowhere the answer
"I love you"
scrawled on the highest bridge
This poem can be found in The I Love You Bridge and other Poems, available worldwide.
Rowan Blair Colver
Corridor of Conformity by Rowan Blair Colver
