Daybreak

with trumpets sounding
banners unfurled
we approach the bridge

give way to the night-coach

the river is the divide

we cross to the other side

make our mark on the stone

a nod, a gesture
to the gatehouse
in the poster-peeling wall

and from somewhere

fragments of suspicion
and resistance to it all

poem by STEPHEN BRIAN Brady
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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