So, here is poem that I wrote while sitting by the Seine…
Paris in a word-
magnifique,
though the descriptor may
sound absurd,
The city has a charisma,
an unintentional charm
a power that is
surprising
so great it disarms,
I feel immersed across
the ages, as if Hemingway
and Monet are by my side
it’s easy to get lost in its
splendor to escape and to hide,
Paris you will be missed, you
are a friend so rare
no matter where I go,
memories of you will forever
take me there
s
simply~
Dee
© August 21, 2018
Wow this pictures are amazing as is your poem. Thanks for sharing!
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thank you! I have tons more of course, pics that is:):)
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