E.J. Smith Poet Free verse

Under the Bridge

We would sneak away from Granny
And swim in the deep hole
Under the bridge.
It was a thrill
When cars bumped across
And bits of dirt and gravel would fall
On our heads.
We would shriek
The sky is falling, and giggle
Knowing it would not.
Soon, we would hear, "Children!
We were caught!

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E.J. Smith June 13, 2012 at 9:38 AM Thank you, Funom!

Funom Makama June 11, 2012 at 5:46 AM This is great... I really enjoyed it. Nice to get such a blessing in such a beautiful monday afternoon.

E.J. Smith February 4, 2012 at 4:38 AM Thank you Darryl. I appreciate your positive remark very much!

Darryl Davis February 4, 2012 at 4:34 AM I enjoyed the simple, smooth and - most of all - very natural feeling of those narrative. One of the better poems I have read this week!