The Bonny Bridge


By the bonny bridge
where all is calm.
I sit and watch
the silent view.
I throw a stone
into the stream
and watch it sink
while I think of you.

For the bonny bridge
has bridged the gap,
the clan divide,
so cruel, untrue.
The bonny bridge.
The silent view.
The flowing stream.
Remind me of you.

1973, June

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