Bridges At Breakfast

Bridges At Breakfast

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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the ever widening generation gap, attempting another free verse

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We debate immortality
In Frankie and Benny's 

Their likeness cast in bronze
Stares from the rear diner wall

She sips a strawberry shake
Through a barber stripe straw

He asks, "Will you immortalise me?
Will you remember me?"

"I'll preserve you in artist's paint, 
Nan can bury you in a poem"

Storm Blast gives her the eye from the kitchen
She oblivious to unwanted attention

Returns to her headphones and tupac
We slide back into easy conversation

Communication builds bridges
Narrows the generation gap

© 2018 Chris Shaw


Author's Note

Chris Shaw
Any suggestions re my free verse will be appreciated. Thank you

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One night, by Lake of the Ozarks, a young man came into my camp. And I offered him a cup of tea. We killed an entire pot in just such a discussion as you write about. Ah, it was a grand night. Too bad I never saw him again. Beautiful poem. Short and sweet.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you MJS for calling on this old poem and one of my first attempts at free verse. Conversations.. read more



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i guess we all would like to be immortalized

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you for your comment
 wordman

6 Years Ago

you`re welcome
Amazingly, I think I took your point with only one Google search - that of the restaurant of which we have none in my area. Tupac and earphones I had heard of before. Small details, bumps of ignorance in an otherwise smooth road and your rendering is smooth.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you Delmar
The last two lines are wise. Unfortunately one of the features of the generation gap is a drastic shift in meaning and a revaluation of values -- and not always for the better. Todays youth speaks in the language of victim hood, race baiting, identity politics, and entitlement. Free speech is under siege by way of compelled speech and the scientific method (particularly in the social science's) is under siege by way of identity politics, even rational evidence based statements are silenced in the name of political correctness (ex. Jordan Peterson). . . it is no longer "the rising tide lifts all boats" but rather "the lowering tide brings down all boats".

I'm sorry I can't really give you any technical writing suggestions, I just don't see anything that needs improvement in that regard. You seem to be significantly better at that part than me.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you for your review.

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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