THE THREE BRIDGES

Once mighty, gone,
Now set in stone.
For a giant of its time
Came to this place
Of water and reed
To give its last breath.
Its three humps arched,
Its head lost in the marsh,
The massive tail a path for travellers.

Stand and remember,
Giant beings held this land.
Traced in the earth
A memory of a lost time.
No headstone
Save here in these bridges.

David Keogh

Christleton in the Year 2018