Lifting Tram Rails In 1940
Lifting tram rails in 1940,
he was aware of the Louvre...
was aware of a cameraman.
Now we see a black and white world,
where leaves on trees have shed their green,
and the sky is a wish-washy grey...
We see the tram rails piled untidily,
and a bicycle boy on right
fearing he'll be late for school.
We see his and rail man's Paris of 1940
with years ahead of war in Europe,
and now bereft of trams.
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7/10/2015
Contest - Open Poetry
Sponsor - Charlotte Puddifoot
4th place win
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Featured poem for week of Sunday, 14th February, 2016.
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