A dense morning fog hides statues flanking the river on both sides and wraps the castle in a shroud, hiding its glory from the small crowd that leaves the medieval town to cross the Gothic bridge of stone. We dodge each oncoming tourist, each phantom emerging from the mist, make our way to a coffee […]
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Spanning Centuries
My name is Charles Bridge. I was conceived and born in 1357. I have survived floods and seen many changes, wars and revolution. I live in the centre of Prague. During the day, I am entertained by the musicians and pedlars that attract tourists and citizens whose footsteps wear and smooth my stone on their […]
Charles Bridge in Prague
My response to Jane Dougherty’s poetry challenge #13: Bridges Dense morning mist hides Statues flanking either side Wraps the castle in a shroud Conceals its glory from the crowd Leaving the medieval town Across the Gothic bridge of stone A spectre steeped in mystery Walks in the footsteps of history © Kim M. Russell, 2016 […]
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