Unleashing the Grey
By Annabel Yuncheng Z
Published 27 September 2023
The bridge stands over
the water silently.
Weathered and worn
Over decades of
Human feet
And cars.
Its only companions
Occasional falling leaves
Their fleeting beauty
Drifting away with the water.
The taste of dust
The scent of rosy petals
Scattered in the gusty winds
Fading away.
The withering world
Of nature forfeited.
The last fleck of green
Amongst the scope
Of flat, dull grey
Gone.