Girl With a Biege Scarf

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Poem by: ManipStar

Genre: Poetry

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Part based on a painting

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Part based on a painting

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Submitted: March 04, 2013

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In the mornings I would walk

Along the shore-line

Whistling 'Sous les Ponts de Paris'

It was there that I would see her

 

To me the skies were blue

To her grey

Lifeless and grey like the ocean

A desert the colour of steel

 

Often she would stop

Collect a shell

Studying this thing

Thrown up by the surf

 

Then she would toss it

Into the desert

Returning it back home

Wondering at its existence

 

Often I longed to run up

To stop her

To ask her if she'd mind

My company for a bit

 

But I never did do that

I left her

To what? - succumb

Victim to a preying world

 

I saw her once

Not her

Captured in a self portrait

So beautiful - so young

 

There her scarf was beige

On the beach - red

Once it streamed in the wind

Like the tail of a young boys' kite

 

Now she is gone

I still walk the shore

I read about her passing in the paper

I still whistle 'Sous les Ponts de Paris'

 

A child skips down to the sand

He takes her place

His kite soars upwards

Its tail is beige.

 

 


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