BRIDGE

WALKING BY THE RIVER

THEY WERE STARING IN THE ROAD

SHINNING OF THE SNOW

IN THE SILENCE THEY WERE BORN

 

FEAR IN THEIR SOULS

THEY WERE KNOW

IT WILL PASS

MAYBE SOONER THEN THEY WANT

 

MADE OF STONE,

STANDING ALONE

BETWEEN SOUTH AND NORTH

PEACEFULLY ACCEPTING FALLING OF THE SNOW

 

WAITING TO CONECT DIFFERENT TWO

MAKING FUTURE FROM THE PAST

ENDLESS STREAM OF LUST

MELTING NORTHERN ICE

LONELY BRIDGE DONE IT MUST.

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing words and story in this poem. So many lines stood out. The last lines were very good. I love how you use the language. Create strong and wonderful visions with your words. A excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote