Mirabeau Bridge Poem by Tom Billsborough

Mirabeau Bridge



Under Mirabeau bridge
There flows the Seine.
And what of my dreams?
Will they appear again
In fragments of persistent rain?
Or flow forever to anonymous seas
Never to return to me?

Thursday, June 23, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
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Tom Billsborough

Tom Billsborough

Preston Lancashire England
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