Constance La France Poet Free verse

At the Footbridge

at the footbridge, I stand musing at my discovery-
I began my country hike early in the morning
        oh what a find-  this old mossy stone bridge
and under, a gentle forest creek silently flows on
    it is such a lovely scene
       I want to linger and dream
         where hidden birds are singing
            perhaps take out pen and paper
the ground is covered with tiny wildflowers
and mighty trees droop giving shade as I rest
     then-  I step on the stone bridge
        to slowly meander to the other side.

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May 22, 2020 (edit from July 22, 2016)


Poetry/Free Verse/at the footbridge
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Caren Krutsinger May 22, 2020 at 9:56 PM This poem has such a lovely lingering lazy feel. Makes me want to find this spot.

Lonna Blodgett May 22, 2020 at 9:33 PM Such a great place to visit in the heart! Love it Constance!