03/26 Bridges I didn’t burn

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Try Not to Trinitrotoluene

Some bridges are never meant to be crossed, again
They’re left to the wear and tear of weather and time
And though I used to carry matches and dynamite
Some things just are better left unsaid and behind
Sometimes it’s best to walk away peacefully, calmly
When words can be just as explosive if not worse
But silence can be the true test of character
When bridges rot and decay like an old curse
There were some connections I never burned
I tried not to trinitrotoluene the damn thing
We had a blast in the past but then I learned
With an egotist, there’s no point in arguing
We can leave those passages to fate and time
When some friendships easily cease to exist
And if by chance you come to that bridge remember

With a narcissist, you can cross at your own risk

About This Poem

Review Request Direction: Is the internal logic consistent?

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

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: California, US, USA

Favorite Poets: Maya Angelou, William Carlos Williams, Pablo Neruda, Robert Frost, Edgar Allan Poe, Walt Whitman, Charles Bukowski, Alfredo Espino, Roque Dalton and several more.

Comments

Geezer

1 month 3 weeks ago

An eye-catching title...

for sure. I understand this one pretty well.
There are bridges, that once crossed,
should be dynamited and never attempted to rebuilt.
You just know which ones these are.
I guess everyone has a couple of those that we are unsure of; the ones that have become off our beaten path, and no longer a way to get to our destination. Let them stand and maybe the other person will try to rebuild them. Your rhyme and near rhyme are good, you should continue the rhyme, and the flow will be better. ~ Geez.
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Wallyroo92

3 weeks 5 days ago

Try Not to Trinitrotoluene

Thanks Geez, you are absolutely right. Some bridges need to be blasted and never re-built because some people's toxicity is just too dangerous to have around. This one was a little close for me, not just because of a lost friendship but because a narcissist never really sees other people than just tools for them to achieve their own agenda. But I learned to move forward and leave those things behind.

Lavender

1 month 1 week ago

Try Not to Trinitrotoluene

Hello, Wallyroo!

Great take on the contest theme, with a sort of reverse thought process. Strong language and a sharp final line.

Hmm... using a noun as a verb. It works in the full sentence in the poem, "I tried not to trinitroluene the damn thing..." but I struggle with its usage in the title. Maybe just me?

I'll be back after your response...

Thank you!

Wallyroo92

3 weeks 5 days ago

Try Not to Trinitrotoluene

I'm a sucker for wordplay and tongue twisters, maybe I should have just used Trinitrotoluene as the title, but looking back, trying to use it as verb does come off as awkward. Years ago, I wrote piece with the titles of hybrid rudiments in drumming which was a heck of word twister, so I know I tend to go for the sounds and rhythm rather than the proper usage of vernacular and lexicon.

Thank you for reading and commenting. I always appreciate it.

Lavender

3 weeks 3 days ago

Well...

the challenge is always so cool. The title definitely attracted the reader to the poem!

Thank you!