Monday, April 06, 2009

It's National Poetry Month, so...

Why not try it? Looks like fun, so I'm in! If you're interested, go here and you'll see the daily subject prompt from Rob't Lee Brewer, and you can attach your entry via the comments on the bottom of each days entry by Robert. Here's yesterdays for me:

Rude Bridge

The rude bridge that arched the flood,
in Emerson’s parlance,
was a last stand for embattled farmers;
but in my day it was where we sold turtles
and pop to the tourists.

Sliding between creasoted timbers
during spring flood
sun warm
ice cold brown water
pummeling the supports.

Waterlogged grass and branches
left as a gift to the forgotten.

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