The Old Man on Pont Neuf

Wikimedia CommonsPont Neuf 1970

It’s a misty morning
as I stand on Pont Neuf 
listening to soft lapping
of water against wood

The scene is like a dream
as the fog grows thick
and then a dull tapping
of a wood cane on brick

A ghostly grey old man
out of the fog appears
wearing a coal beret
that has seen better years

He carries crusty bread
in crooked gnarled fingers
followed by noisy pigeons
begging him to linger

He pauses on the bridge
breaking bread in pieces
tossing them dry crumbs
and their cooing ceases

As he passes by me
his frail arm brushes mine
he looks me in the eye
and with a smile sighs

‘Ah, were I young again
I’d take your hand and dance
I’d ply you with red wine
we’d have a grand romance!’

©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poets Pub: MTB Anapestic Tetrameter

Author’s Note: Day 22 of National Poetry Month.

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years and their latest rescue, Jackson “Jax” Lyberg. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: and view anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

30 Comments on “The Old Man on Pont Neuf

  1. I love the scene setting in the opening stanzas, Linda – Paris as I remember it – and the way the old man emerges from the fog and your words.

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  2. Love and a Frenchman (no matter how old) are never far apart! Beautifully spun atmosphere and tone, and the imagery and meter worked wonderfully together.

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  3. That may have been me, Linda. I’ve been there, PONT NEUF, quite a few times. Every time I go to Paris the younger ladies are sooo nice, they always return my smiles. And I am old, way beyond my life expectancy.
    You are doing good, looks like we should make the 30, eight more with tomorrow.

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