Legend of the Rush County Covered Bridge

The bridge was built in 1892 across the gorge of Deer Lick Creek.
Many eerie things have happened since that time adding to its mystique.
'Twas built when men took pride in their guild of yesteryear.
Built of sturdy oak, it will stand for many years, that is very clear!

Eerie clip-clop of horses' hooves can be heard on moonless nights.
'Tis reported that darting to and fro are mysterious lantern lights!
According to local lore a lady in white emits a sepulchral scream,
As she leaps from the bridge with a babe in arms into the rushing stream!

On certain moonlit nights a specter is seen dangling from its beams.
He was caught in the act of fornication by an angry spouse, it seems!
Even to this day, horses are spooked as they skittishly cross the span,
And libidinous lovers avoid it as a trysting place when they can.

The old bridge has weathered many seasons with dignity and grace.
Once, horse and buggy crossed its oaken floor at a much slower pace.
'Tis pleasurable to stroll across its creaking planks and muse upon its past,
But best you do so during the light of day or the stroll may be your last!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
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Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Carrillo Avatar
June 1, 2014 at 8:25 PM
this is good, but I don't think I want to go there. Maybe in the day time. Thanks for sharing... Lucilla
Onclaud Avatar
May 27, 2014 at 9:56 AM
what an interesting tale so creatively spun, bob... you are greeat storyteller.. amazing!.. huggs
Bauer Avatar
May 26, 2014 at 3:54 PM
you've told this story very well, bob - it's both spooky and very poetic, an excellent combination. love the ending, too!
Smith Avatar
May 25, 2014 at 8:00 PM
I love the lore of this piece Robert...Some things are eerie.....Tim
Devereau Avatar
May 25, 2014 at 7:12 PM
Love the thrill of this poem Robert...Noelle
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