Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!
Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com    Poems On Site: 198,500+   Comments On Poems: 427,000+   Forum Posts: 105,000+
Custom Search
  Welcome ! Home  ·  FAQ  ·  Topics  ·  Web Links  ·  Your Account  ·  Submit Poetry  ·  Top 30  ·  OldSite Link 29-May 17:29:49 AEST  
  Menu
  Home
· Micks Shop
· Our eBay Store· Error Submit
 Poetry
· Submit Poetry
· Least Read Poems
· Topics
· Members Listing
· Old Site Post 2001
· Old Site Pre 2001
· Poetry Archive
· Public Domain Poetry
 Stories
· Stories (NEW ! )
· Submit Story
· Story Topics
· Stories Archive
· Story Search
  Community
· Our Poetry Forums
· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

  Site Help
· FAQ
· Feedback

  Members Areas
· Your Account
· Members Journals
· Premium Sign-Up
  Premium Section
· Special Section
· Premium Poems
· Premium Submit
· Premium Search
· Premium Top
· Premium Archive
· Premium Topics
 Fun & Games

· Jokes
· Bubble Puzzle
· ConnectN
· Cross Word
· Cross Word Easy
· Drag Puzzle
· Word Hunt
 Reference
· Dictionary
· Dictionary (Rhyming)
· Site Updates
· Content
· Special Content
 Search
· Search
· Web Links
· All Links
 Top
· Top 30
  Help This Site
· Donations
 Others
· Recipes
· Moderators
Our Other Sites
· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

  Social

Array ( [sid] => 165890 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => bridge [time] => 2011-04-16 13:22:07 [hometext] => [bodytext] => The railway bridge affords protection
from the grey persistent rain
a black, foreboding brick erection
will we see it's type again?
Stalactite like chalk deposits
formed from years of great neglect
slowly drop the moisture trapped
their aim precise and most select.
Years of such decomposition
drip their filthy waters down
puddles muddy and unkempt
cause passers by to scan the ground
the echo of this bridge draws children
to call out in high pitch tones
the only other sound of note
is rumbling of trains that drone.
The river flows under the arches
the shadows contrast with the light
the sun appears, the cloud are parted
it is so low, will soon be night.

The beauty of the parkland scene
it is misplaced, as if a dream
but that is what the engineers
conquered, joining there to here.

The parkland fights back most relentless
moss and ivy creep up walls
privets grow from elevations
roots escape through mortar holes
rusty signs from time once lost
point at dangers that have passed
fences new, attached to old
to keep us out, but they don't last.
A train approaches, it's most modern
shining beauteous metal gleans
electric groans from deep within
power from it's engines stream
the other way a diesel workhorse
carries loads of wood and ore
I could describe so many journeys
but I fear I'd be a bore.
So I walk on the riverbank
and leave the relic of the past
a country great, from innovation
may recede, but will it last?.

The beauty of this parkland scene
it will advance, relentless green
legacy of the engineers?
soon conquered by the passing years.
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 157 [topic] => 43 [informant] => poeticjestix [notes] => Edited per request in Poem Edit and Deletion Requests Moderator_18 Apr 22, 2011 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
bridge

Contributed by poeticjestix on Saturday, 16th April 2011 @ 01:22:07 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



The railway bridge affords protection
from the grey persistent rain
a black, foreboding brick erection
will we see it's type again?
Stalactite like chalk deposits
formed from years of great neglect
slowly drop the moisture trapped
their aim precise and most select.
Years of such decomposition
drip their filthy waters down
puddles muddy and unkempt
cause passers by to scan the ground
the echo of this bridge draws children
to call out in high pitch tones
the only other sound of note
is rumbling of trains that drone.
The river flows under the arches
the shadows contrast with the light
the sun appears, the cloud are parted
it is so low, will soon be night.

The beauty of the parkland scene
it is misplaced, as if a dream
but that is what the engineers
conquered, joining there to here.

The parkland fights back most relentless
moss and ivy creep up walls
privets grow from elevations
roots escape through mortar holes
rusty signs from time once lost
point at dangers that have passed
fences new, attached to old
to keep us out, but they don't last.
A train approaches, it's most modern
shining beauteous metal gleans
electric groans from deep within
power from it's engines stream
the other way a diesel workhorse
carries loads of wood and ore
I could describe so many journeys
but I fear I'd be a bore.
So I walk on the riverbank
and leave the relic of the past
a country great, from innovation
may recede, but will it last?.

The beauty of this parkland scene
it will advance, relentless green
legacy of the engineers?
soon conquered by the passing years.




Copyright © poeticjestix ... [ 2011-04-16 13:22:07]
(Date/Time posted on site)





Advertisments:






Previous Posted Poem         | |         Next Posted Poem


 
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.
Re: bridge (User Rating: 1 )
by cashfan1 on Sunday, 17th April 2011 @ 02:38:04 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Well done! This is simply brilliant writing. Full of vivid images, free flowing and perfect rhyming.
Thanks for sharing.


Re: bridge (User Rating: 1 )
by Tomboy on Sunday, 17th April 2011 @ 07:04:19 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
loved yourn peom very descriptive




While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com