Beneath the Bridge

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  • Sadness

    Poem Commentary

    This poem was inspired by my time living in Gallup, New Mexico on the Navajo Reservation, where homelessness took the lives of many.

    Beneath the Bridge
    Sun kissed

    Blue lips

    Too late. 

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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