Fabricated steel of orange vermilion
Spanning the Golden gate Strait
A milieu backdropp of San Francisco
Of Marin headlands ornate

Cotton wool shrouds of cumbersome fog
Sweep forth from Pacific ocean
Erasing the vista of bridge deck expanse
Like magicians mysterious potion

Infamous towers soar mountain high
Like magnets alluring their prey
Where occasional mortals in suicide
Lose faith in a world gone astray

Steve Hancock

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-golden-gate-bridge-2/