A Mossed Bridge Poem by james watkin

A Mossed Bridge



Falls off a highway, in a trail
Of after-storm slushiness
A mossed bridge.
So far down, striking root in shale;
Cools, glutinous green air to it.
Behind those drapes of fern, twilit
Frog's shrine of water, no less!
I who was lost will not rail
From mossed bridge.

Monday, November 25, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: adventure,mountain
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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