My usual poetry is rhyming verse for the grandkids. They love scavenger hunts and I write the rhyming clues which result in giggles and scurrying. Inspired by the Confederation Bridge, I wrote this poem about my winter experience of the bridge. No rhymes involved.
It rises out of the ice and snow
Which blankets the Northumberland Strait...
Thirteen kilometres of defiance.
Ingenuity and design determined
How to span the distance
And withstand nature’s icy breath.
We stand and watch as vehicles
Traverse the distance on this winter day...
Concrete defying winter’s embrace.
Arches are reminiscent of Roman aqueducts,
But traffic flows here above the water
As sons and daughters come home to visit.
Economics keeps traffic moving too
Though nature can stop everything
When the weather dictates.
Soon ships will travel through the arches.
Then tourists will join the regular traffic
As those who watch continue to marvel at its beauty.