Wooden Bridges

w c

Wooden Bridges

 

I love wooden bridges

On long and winding paths

They excite when I travel

And creak some as I pass

 

Mossy oaks grow

In the bottom lands

With cat squirrels that play

For captive little fans 

 

Blue herons are often seen

From bridges in summers hot

Where they fly on powerful wings

To other fishing spots

 

Each bridge requires trust

That it remains strong

With a weight limit high

For tourists who come along

 

There are often travellers

With pleasant things to say

Where we smile to each other

As we go our separate ways

 

 

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 6th, 2018 19:09
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments3

  • Mil57Man

    Such a lovely poem, I really like the rhyme it takes me to a special place in time

    • w c

      Thanks, Mil57Man. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. Thanks for your support.

    • Goldfinch60

      Those bridges we cross can lead to wonder in our lives.

      • w c

        Yes, Goldfinch. Bridges can lead to great things.

      • orchidee

        A good write again w c. Oh I don't like some bridges. Well, I like their design, but get bit of vertigo. I think I'm going to fall in the water if too high up. Also some bridges over roads I don't like either.
        Doh! So I do not cross some bridges when I come to them! lol.

        • w c

          Thanks, orchidee. I agree that bridges can be scary, particularly on new paths. For me, those i'm familiar with are are easier to cross; I've grown to trust them.



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