Bridges...

Build links
between people
and locations.
They connect me
with the past
and recalling what I used to be,
what I once was,
and who I am with.
Link ideas, thoughts, dreams and reality.
Are present
in my mind.
They are emotional,
in the essence of my soul,
give me a reason to be.
Communicate.
Construct,
and develop.
Without these bridges
I am aimless, lost
and rudderless.
I am no longer me.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: The concept of building bridges, burning bridges and crossing them- these are all important ideas for me. When Jodie and Kiran sent me the photos of the bulldozing of my former residence, that is all I could think of. What I saw was a link, a bridge to my past life. So, now, a follow-up poem about bridges is quite natural for me.

Review Request Direction: How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Country/Region: VIC

Favorite Poets: Dorothea McKellar, Henry Lawson, Banjo Paterson

Comments

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3 months ago

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Candlewitch

3 months ago

hello T G,

I very much like your poem and have a suggestion for you, if you do not mind me saying?

With these lines:

They connect me
with the past
and recall what I used to be,

my suggestion:

They connect me
with the past
recalling what I used to be,

it is your poem. take my suggestion, use it or not. After all it is your poem and the decision is yours. I will not be upset it you discard it.

always, Cat

p.s.
I very much liked and enjoyed your poem.

The Gogetter

3 months ago

Appreciate the suggestion

Adding the "ing" made it flow Candlewitch. Thanking you very much for the suggestion. No offence will ever be taken. Most of the poets in this space have written many more poems than I have. I am ready to learn and improve.