Sweaty, cold hands grip the cold rails,
agonized eyes stare at her almost fading trails–
footprints of all she has done,
mud piles of all her missed fun,
holed-patches of all she has lost,
unturned stones of her dreams still at frost.
Waiting lungs heave one deep, deep breath,
shaky foot finally decided to take its first step–
towards a foggy future she has yet to know,
towards a misty tomorrow no crystal ball can show.
With a hoping heart cloaked with lit-up love,
with a warrior soul armored with fearless faith,
she runs and crosses her own unsteady bridge,
away from her yesterday’s oh, so useless weights.
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Oh my. 💕 💕 💕 💕
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awww. thank you, love! ❤
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SMiLes.. my FriEnd..
A best bridge
i ever
fiNd
IS A
one that floats wiThiN
inSide Gravity Free
Air full and water
flow as LiFE
Dances
and SinGS
oN so poeTicAlly
as TrUth and liGht hiGh
skeYes aBove meet eARTh beLow..
me..
and
i hope
the sAMe for you..
better.. mY friEnD..:)
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awwww. thank you for such a lovely comment, Katie!
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Welcome .. my friEnd..
Enjoyed your poem
Much.:)
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❤ ❤ ❤
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And with each shaky step becomes steadier until, without fear, she is able to run across the bridge. An excellent poem Rosema 🙂
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aww. i am claiming that will happen. 🙂 Thank you, Davy!
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Wonderful wonderful poem! ❤
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awww. thank you dear!
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Most welcome! 🙂
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Reblogged this on Creative Writing Reblogged.
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I like the way you built up her fear and anxiety and then showed us she had true bravery.
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aww. thank you. she is thankful because she is me. 🙂 ❤
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Oh really! that’s so brave of you hen my dear, opening up like that and taking the plunge. Well done!
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awww/ thank youuuu!
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LOVE this and the way it’s set up on your blog with the photo. Especially like the idea of the mud piles and the ending…..so glad you posted!
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I missed posting for dVerse and I am glad my first poem here for the year is inspired by your lovely prompt, Lill. ❤ Thank you!
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This sings with those rhymes… love the sense of movement when crossing bridges.
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thank you, Bjorn!
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Oh my, this is SO GOOD, Rosey!!! Our Faith must be FIERCE as we step out onto what may be an unstable bridge to the BLESSING God has waiting up ahead. I often think, “I wish I had a crystal ball”–but Faith is better, much better! I LOVE YOU!!!!! ❤
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awww. love the fierce faith sissy!!! 🙂 And amen! faith is always better! ❤ ❤ ❤ I loooooove you sissy!
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Fierce Faith Rocks!
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That’s my dearie!! You’re a braveheart, dearie. Remember that. This is beyond beautiful. ❤ AND supeeeer advance happy birthday!!! yay!!
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awwwww. thank you dearie!!! much much much much love love love to you dearie!!!
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Beautiful and difficult trial crossing this bridge. But most worth it to rid herself of those weights!
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aww. i agree. 🙂 🙂 🙂 thank you, Mandi!
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Its never easy crossing a shaky bridge…as it is never easy adding another year to ur life ..
Happy 25th birthday…!!!
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awww. i agree. i agree! thank you dear Mich! ❤
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aww. thank you dear!
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Oh my Rosema! What a tale of bravery and letting go.
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awww. thank you dear Mel! 🙂 i miss our conversations here! 🙂
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You’re welcome 🙂 I’m always here!
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❤ ❤ ❤
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