Footbridge Poems - Poems about Footbridge

While standing on a footbridge, I sang lyrics to our love song. I felt you take my hand in yours - as if you were at my side. Raindrops fell on my cheeks, bringing me back to reality. ...

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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 ...

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Footbridge spans water. Japanese garden waits you. Waterfowl live here....

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Footbridge spans water. Japanese garden waits you. Waterfowl live here....

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At The Footbridge Two Armies One shoots off another salvo The other fires back with gusto Each offended At the aggression of the other At the footbridge Foot soldiers die In agony you hear them all bloodied, cry War is a must and you wonder why? Kings collect gold Queens their ladies in waiting Castles must be filled With linens and fine silver laden All with justifications For the death...

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With trembling fingers I’d opened the bloodstained envelope But I shouldn’t have been surprised at the state of the paper … you work as a butcher Your message was short - Meet me at the footbridge at midnight I’ll bring the blue tartan blanket .. I have a surprise for you My heart skipped a beat when I recall the last...

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At the footbridge above fresh fallen snow Lovers stood once, opened hearts in silence The fates led them here from a first hello Beneath sunset that was in compliance A weathered gray bridge, this memory kept New promises woven by tethered hearts Though years have passed by time windswept They stand again on the bridge, gray sweethearts They'll wait the moment when the...

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At the footbridge over Crosswicks Creek My parents met mid-span He smiled at her, she shyly blushed And a great love story began. Daddy wasn't big on church affairs, Mom a hippy from foot to head. It seemed a natural choice, therefore When at the footbridge they happily wed. At the footbridge, my dad and me Would fish for sunnies and trout And watch the...

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At The Footbridge At the footbridge where we would stand, Watching steam trains, hand in hand. The whistle blew, we shrieked with fright And waved with excitement and delight, Watching...

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I met Regret today, he sat down beside me-- whilst across the creek, Opportunity circled about Regret introduced himself, between my bevy of sighs, I stated, “I wish I'd never met you, sir” to which he plainly replied, “But then you'd never meet him...” as he glanced beyond the footbridge So I walked across the cobblestone, --and we never spoke again July 22, 2016 Current contest: I Got...

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As I stood there looking, Fragrance and sadness filled the air, Another life had gone, The footbridge held memories, People had used it over the years, To take their own lives, Why would they do such a thing? Was it broken hearts! Depression! Bullying! Or even drugs, Young lives were cut short, Whatever the case, How could we stop? Terrible deaths happening again, Why were people...

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At the footbridge of time... It lies just ahead, the path worn and clear. How many others found their way walking here? Oak and maple to the left, leaf covered river stones on the right and in between, the well...

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7/20/16 At the Footbridge At the footbridge the young man, brought young ladies to have his plan. For a kiss in the right place, to put the lass into a special space. He knew it is true, at the footbridge she'd remember who, gave her her first kiss. Shared with him they can reminisce. Under the bridge the water did fall. Sending up mist...

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At The Footbridge At the footbridge here in sight, although it's now the dark of night, within this time of dimmest light what's there beyond is such a fright. That place unknown in some way might be worse than where I stand tonight. So is it wrong or is it right to cross this footbridge to that site? This tough dilemma does invite an urge...

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At the footbridge she stands in a gossamer bridal veil torn between her two hearts The pure promise of love in his eyes beckons her Honor of parents and family pulls her back He is of a different religion and culture A forbidden fruit if she bites would banish her from home and hearth Her cheeks flush with warmth of mom’s bosom when...

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