Path of Covered Bridges

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads – The Tuesday Platform
Riff off any ideas found in video-bridges, rivers, history, classic cars–and
create a poem.  (Posted by Rommy)

You reach the mouth
of that cozy covered
bridge. For a spell
you are in its cave
of mysterious darkness.
You emerge in the light,
your eyes dancing
with the sparkle
of rhinestones rolling
atop a river.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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10 Responses to Path of Covered Bridges

  1. Jim says:

    When traveling I like emerging from a covered bridgr and soon after winding around to see what I had missed, hidden by the cover.
    While reading I had that feeling.


  2. Brendan says:

    Thanks for the dazzle!


  3. kim881 says:

    Covered bridges are rare in the UK and the ones that exist are nothing like the ones in the USA; I was first made aware of them through the film ‘The Bridges of Madison County’. Thank you for bringing that bridge alive. I especially love the sparkles of light in the final lines, Sara.


  4. Mike Bayles says:

    Sarah, I enjoyed this poem.


  5. Sherry Marr says:

    I love the sparkle like rhinestones on the river.


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