Prompt: to use the idea of a bridge.
Ponte Vecchio
Alone...
She walks out of Cretella's,
Most expensive Jeweller's on
The Ponte Vecchio bridge
Alone...
Ring given back
Him given back,
Steps lighter now, one foot, then the other.
Throws her head up, unblocks small vessels,
a fresh future promised
With each autumn breath.
clear colours call her to
clear colours call her to
new adventures.
Her eyes travel down the Arno,
Still, blue,
Reflections,
Like a painting,
Forms beautiful, but not real,
Was that how she was ?
Not now,
Not now
No,
No,
Now she feels more than real
If that can be.
Yes, that can be
And,
Now she is free
I know this bridge! I had my students do a short story using this bridge and its cool features, like the jewelry stores:)
ReplyDeleteThank you Jennifer
DeleteI visited Italy Sept. 2014. Needed more time in Florence, that's for sure. I like your poem. Thanks for stopping by my A to Z
ReplyDeleteIt's certainly a unique bridge isn't it Jennifer.
ReplyDeleteThank you for commenting. It is so encouraging to get feedback for your writing.
Nice poem! Plus it brings back fond memories of the Ponte Vecchio. Thanks for popping by my blog today!
ReplyDeleteThanks Debra...
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