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Forgotten Bridge

Where I fish was once a railroad bridge. Gone now, passengers dismissed, Faded memories of beach bound trips. I fish among the ruins in disguise, Debris where black sea bass dance and flounder hide. But how great the whistle must have been, Noise rippling the creeks surface above where the fish still swim. Don’t be surprise, the bridge is still here with me. With passing souls, I see them each time I cast into this timid sea. Sunday, October 24, 2021

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Date: 11/17/2021 3:16:00 PM
Robert, thank you for entering your beautiful and nostalgic poem 'Forgotten Bridge' to the poetry contest 'Railroads, A Historical Glance Back'! Also, congratulations for such a high placement. It is a great poem!
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Date: 11/16/2021 12:33:00 PM
Sea bass dance and flounders that! Congrats.
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Date: 11/16/2021 9:07:00 AM
Congratulations on your win. A wonderful story/write. I can see you catching the fish. Fish for dinner??? Enjoy your win with blessings....................
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Date: 11/16/2021 5:44:00 AM
Very beautifully narrated. Congratulations!
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Date: 10/24/2021 2:07:00 PM
It pictured a place I'd like to go.
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Robert James Liguori
Date: 10/24/2021 2:20:00 PM
Date: 10/24/2021 12:55:00 PM
Wonderful. God bless you. Love, Gina
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Date: 10/24/2021 12:23:00 PM
Very nicely written. It took my mind to the place you describe. Bravo!
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