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By Ghost
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15 November 2007 |
Fabricated steel of orange vermillion
Spanning the golden gate strait
A milieu backdrop of San Francisco
Of Marin headlands ornate
Cotton wool shrouds of cumbersome fog
Sweep forth from Pacific ocean
Erasing the vista of bridge deck expanse
Like magicians mysterious potion
Infamous towers soar mountain high
Like magnets alluring their prey
Where occasional mortals in suicide
Lose faith in a world gone astray
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Written by Josie (2500 comments posted) 16th November 2007 | | What a lovely description. I used to live in Vancouver, where they have the Lions Gate Bridge. They also had the fog and at night-time you could hear the fog horns going. Do you have them in San Francisco? Very well written. I liked your description very much indeed. Is this where you live? | Hi
Written by Ghost (21 comments posted) 16th November 2007 | Afraid not Josie
I went to San francisco last year on holiday, I'm from the UK.
Thank you for your kind comments
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Written by Phil (6393 comments posted) 16th November 2007 | Described well. The final verse was a bit of a shock considering what went before, but it worked well.
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