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Swinging Bridge

Growing up we

spent time at the

Swinging Bridge

spanning the Colorado

River dividing two

Central Texas counties

We would run across

shouting with joy

and setting the

bridge into motion

An elaborate Rope and

Lumber affair back then

It saw hay-rides…

school field trips…

necking in the moonlight…


way too many late-night

keg parties where some

drunk fool jumped into

the river below and

could not figure out

how to get climb

the river bank


it has been refurbished

for at least the second


Now being held high

above the Colorado with

huge steel ropes attached

to cement stanchions on

each end…


It still has its

wooden deck and a

nice sway when

driven across


better yet…

when a herd of

screaming children

experience the joy

of running from

one county to

the next!

Copyright © 2015 Annie – Original Poetry
Always…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie

Today’s prompt…write a ‘swing’ poem.