Wooden Bridge - Poems Welcome
- Thread starter KTC
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sun-dappled path
across the chasm
what lies ahead
in the glooming shadow?
to cross is to choose
standing here
with a foot neither forward
nor back
is not an option
across the chasm
what lies ahead
in the glooming shadow?
to cross is to choose
standing here
with a foot neither forward
nor back
is not an option
I’ll walk the planks
To cross this bridge
When I come to it
Then burn it behind me
To bask in the glow
Of my clichés
To cross this bridge
When I come to it
Then burn it behind me
To bask in the glow
Of my clichés
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for now it is enough
to see the other side
to know that happiness
and peace
lie on that sun-dappled bank
and that one day
i will be able
to cross the bridge
and join you
to see the other side
to know that happiness
and peace
lie on that sun-dappled bank
and that one day
i will be able
to cross the bridge
and join you
I'm forkfeet,
I've got forks for feet.
I get my tines stuck
in cracks and dark slivers.
Only seen half of my world,
never been to the apothecary,
the smithy,
seen the town beauty Betty-Sue.
Never could cross
that slatted wooden bridge.
I've got forks for feet.
I get my tines stuck
in cracks and dark slivers.
Only seen half of my world,
never been to the apothecary,
the smithy,
seen the town beauty Betty-Sue.
Never could cross
that slatted wooden bridge.
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a bridge
amid spruce scent,
run-
no fly!
slip then slide
yelp for help,
wings smarting
ground bound
inhale tree breeze
I will- walk to you
my little bird
amid spruce scent,
run-
no fly!
slip then slide
yelp for help,
wings smarting
ground bound
inhale tree breeze
I will- walk to you
my little bird
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I walk towards summer,
though the heat's behind me.
I walk towards the singing trees,
for once heedless of bees
that could sting me.
Below the water dances
and wishes luck and speed.
Above the sky is shining
and the quiet plants a seed
that things will be all right.
though the heat's behind me.
I walk towards the singing trees,
for once heedless of bees
that could sting me.
Below the water dances
and wishes luck and speed.
Above the sky is shining
and the quiet plants a seed
that things will be all right.
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I will walk to you
even thought my knee hurts
my limp is profound
I will fly
in my dreams
wings vast and strong
I will fall
slippery when wet
wood is greasy
I will be
no matter where
I am
even thought my knee hurts
my limp is profound
I will fly
in my dreams
wings vast and strong
I will fall
slippery when wet
wood is greasy
I will be
no matter where
I am
i have walked
this faded bridge
home too many
evenings to count
it is companion
and tool
and hope
of rest
at day's end
this faded bridge
home too many
evenings to count
it is companion
and tool
and hope
of rest
at day's end
If i could change my lot
by crossing a bridge into the unknown
and thereby awake in a new life...
would I take that first tremulous step
What about this life i lead would i forfeit
were it mine to relinquish ~
and what would i despair to find lost
were it another's choice
Have i the courage to take such risk
to begin anew
with whatever shards remain
or with only unfamiliar components
If you could trade the life you know
for another, unknown,
by crossing a bridge
would you?
by crossing a bridge into the unknown
and thereby awake in a new life...
would I take that first tremulous step
What about this life i lead would i forfeit
were it mine to relinquish ~
and what would i despair to find lost
were it another's choice
Have i the courage to take such risk
to begin anew
with whatever shards remain
or with only unfamiliar components
If you could trade the life you know
for another, unknown,
by crossing a bridge
would you?