ceiling of stars
gaps in the roof, Smyth Covered Bridge, April, 2015
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ceiling of stars
(Smyth Covered Bridge – South Oromocto River #2)
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left to the years
to frost heaves, wind
and winter storms
the roof-skin peels
away
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crisscross layers
gaps between boards
shape tiny squares
and sunlight spills
between
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afternoon stars
constellations
and raindrops ooze
saucepans to catch
the drips
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deafening, would
scare swallows, field
mice, snowshoe hares
and spiders, all
away
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Copyright 2015 Jane Tims
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Smyth Covered Bridge, Mill Settlement, New Brunswick
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nichepoetryandprose 
Wonderful poem, Jane, and I think the stars are beautiful. I hope there is a way to fix the bridge and keep the stars. 🙂
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Robin
April 29, 2015 at 8:53 am
Hi Robin. I read that DOT has a goal of gradually re-roofing all the covered bridges with shingles … Sometimes the value of our posts is to capture a moment that is soon gone forever. Jane
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jane tims
April 29, 2015 at 9:37 am
I love your poem Jane. The last stanza almost sounds like the little scampering footsteps of the animals. Such a shame that they can’t fix the bridge but keep the stars!
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stephanie
April 23, 2015 at 4:37 am
Hi Stephanie. I’m sure they will fix the bridge. But how to keep the stars? Jane
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jane tims
April 23, 2015 at 7:55 am
I appreciate the wistfulness of all of the images of things passing away and away. The line which speaks of “afternoon stars constellations” is brilliant. Thanks for sharing photos and poetry. As always, it is a delight to be the recipient of your creativity.
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Carol Steel
April 22, 2015 at 3:27 pm
Hi Carol. Thanks for your words. The roof was a bit of a surprise and quite lovely to behold but if they don’t fix the roof, the value of having a covered bridge is lost!
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jane tims
April 22, 2015 at 6:31 pm