Shady and Shadowy: Down the slope, I approach an old, wooden bridge, Overgrown with leaves and branches. Shading and Shadowing: A tunnel along the sunny, curving road; Bushes and trees arching over the bridge; The bridge running over the creek. Shaded and Shadowed, By bush on bush, tree on tree: Dare I approach and cross? Is there a troll lurking under To demand its toll -- Shader and Shadower?
©2000, John A. Mills
Published in Nature's Orchard; Poetry Today; p. 45; Suzy Walton, ed.