Noller Bridge

 

Steps of feet on my surface

I tremble upon my own feet

Metal rusty bars stand for my support

Losing the hope of longevity

The trees sway close together

Standing by my side

My journey will end one day

A long and wide alley

The cracks; the broken parts amongst

I am a bridge which may not survive

 By Khushi, 14 years old

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Congratulations on completing Loop 2 of the Parracons Poetry Path. We hope you enjoyed this collaboration between Westwords, Story City, and the Arthur Phillip High School, and learnt a little more about the heritage of Parramatta. Many thanks to the young, and professional poets, who made this possible, as well as to Create New South Wales, the City of Parramatta, Crown Resorts Foundation, and the Packer Family Foundation.

You can find out more about Westwords at westwords.com.au, and more about the adventures available Australia-wide on Story City at storycity.com.au