Lost Paths

Hi Everybody

 It's that time again and another new Poem is ready to be unleashed on the world. This time inspired by a photograph I took a couple of years ago in Arundel, Sussex. It has a bit of an old world feel this one which I think compliments the subject matter. Hope you enjoy it.

 

Lost Paths

Ancient bridges beneath crystal waters
Rotten dark and gone to slaughter
Ducks now play
Above what was
A meeting place where folks did cross

What forgotten legend once did pass
What armoured boot or journeyman sparce
What wars were fought
What romance bloomed
How many men have met their doom

Now lost to time a memory fades
To history books a passage laid
Now mighty roots hide giant toads
This sunken wood
Which once was road

 

 

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