Best Covered Bridge Poems

Tired timbers creak and groan;
lonely bones now brittle,
once proud and strong when
bearing the harvest weight.
The wagons and muscular engines
were no burden for my
young and supple limbs.

Spanning the Connecticut,
green to granite -
I miss the melody
of wheels and hooves;
the morning breaths
floating and settling among
my rafters - dripping
in...

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Damn you, cursed covered bridge, 
Damn your easy way,
Damn your timbers strong and high 
That let her slip away!

Opposed by torrent moat she was 
Compelled to wait and try.
But no! You let her ride across 
And keep her corset dry!

Within her surrey black and sleek,
By...

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I often set out for a hike on a lovely day of roaming,
how I love to explore the forest and countryside alone;
going deep into the lush green woods under an azure sky, 
I am mesmerized by beautiful flowers by a stone.


One day, I was lost...

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how stately is this covered bridge
with a weathered and worn facade
a winding road that passes through
and a slow stream view as you promenade

now cracked and split with rusted bolts
the price of age to its sturdy beams
reflections on water to catch the eye
where two in love...

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When I was ten I got a bike one Christmas
I learned to ride that morning, 
	though the snow was several inches on the ground
Though the gravel road was hard to ride,
	it was straight and full of silence;
And me and my new bike were instant friends;...

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THE OLD COVERED BRIDGE

Late fall
Country scene
One birch, close by, already bare
With a taste of frost in the air
And this sturdy, old, covered bridge – this haven -
Strong tiled, tightly sided. A few slats still thrive -
Strips of weathered-green survive.

Late fall,
Looking far, from Terry’s Mount,
At distance...

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Father's grave was across the covered bridge.
The river was cold, white, rushing.
It roared on the broken stones, as
the mare stepped onto the planks
pulling her dark carriage on its black wheels.
Her iron shoes fell, dancing.

Shade covered the wreath of lillies.
Unable...

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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...

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Everyone starts their life crossing a bridge
Beginnings and endings, we all have them in life
Life is full of bridges to cross to
To all the stages in life we need to face
Facing a covered bridge with rocks is often
Often life is full of challenges and obstacles
Obstacles...

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VERSE-1:
Under the Pennsylvania skies,
In a town where I was Born,
Stands an old red covered bridge,
Where sweethearts Love and cry,
The water ripples down below,
The moon shines bright above,
Sweethearts kiss and share their love,
As their eyes give off a glow.

CHORUS:
The old red covered bridge,
Stands Raggedy and worn,
Withered...

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As we traveled along in our horse and buggy
The air smelled heavy with dew 
Our horses were tired and hungry
And most of us were too

We only have a days travel at least
we might as well rest for a bit
So I set up camp by this...

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The bridge is covered with fear;
stories have been told of people disappearing
without a trace. It's one mile stretch
doesn't make it any easier.

The bridge is covered with hate;
many folks want it blown up, because it
has taken away people they love. The mayor's
decree to protect the century-old...

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Once The Covered bridge





Till last fine month 
I was poising firm,
Aloft those giggling waters
that often went wild.

Taking pride of
my sinewy timbers,
As brimming loads of 
endless desires passed by.

In my days of youth
Condoned the avid,
Drudgery and ambitious,
Smirked evermore.

For years having allured
many adorable twosomes,
Charming familiar faces
grew up...

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under cover of darkness,
 
     yielding to inner instincts

we cross the bridge of no return...

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A Covered Bridge Ahead

designed inside the mind of man
to live in longer stead
as voices speak from strong old truss
“a covered bridge ahead”

a roof to keep out wet and cold
walls to ward west wind
one lane stop of courtesy
there to home again

toughened timber, strong sinew
echoes’ memories tread
steal...

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