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Under An Old Bridge – #poetry #NaPoWriMo

28 Wednesday Apr 2021

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Shout out to Annette Rochelle Aben for planting the seed. Here is the sequel to An Old Bridge.


Darkness now surrounds you
You can feel your body falling

There’s nothing to hang on to
Arms and legs, about, are sprawling

Your eyes cannot adjust, no light
You’re blinded, tumbling fast

Praying this is just a dream
And you’ll wake up, at last

You yell for help, hoping
Someone can hear your call

But all you hear are echoes
Of your voice, against the wall

It seems your fear was justified
Never should have taken the leap

The weight of all your troubles
Sent you to your eternal sleep

For when you fall into the abyss
You’ll, forever, slumber deep…

 

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An Old Bridge – #poetry #NaPoWriMo

27 Tuesday Apr 2021

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A ramshackle old bridge
Stands here, in disrepair
Do you dare to cross it?
Will you make it over there?

To the other side
That you can barely see
Into the forest clearing, where
Sunbeams kiss the trees

To your soul it’s calling
Do you take the first step?
Fear builds deep inside you
Trepidation intercepts

You move in closer, slowly
Then back away, afraid to cross
Pick up a nearby stone
Into the river, you do toss

But no sound comes from it
Just a thud, onto dry land
Tis then you suddenly realize
You’ve had the upper hand

Stepping upon the boards, you sigh
“How could I be frightened of THIS?”
Then one breaks beneath you
And you fall… into the abyss…

 

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The Bridge – #100wordstory – #JuneWriting

10 Monday Jun 2019

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The night was peaceful, yet carried an eerie feel with it. Waters under the old bridge were unusually calm, a mist was gathering in the trees. The sudden silence didn’t last for very long, a rumble from below made its way across the land. “An earthquake?!” someone shouted.

The bridge, once the center of the town’s joy, began to crumble. Bricks fell into the waters below, a deafening sound. Then it was gone. No bridge to cross. The town folk, startled from sleep, were stuck on the other side, with no way out.

All because a troll had to sneeze.

 

June Writing Prompt – The sudden silence didn’t last for very long – Day 10/30

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The Bridge to Malawi – #poetry – #AprilWriting

02 Tuesday Apr 2019

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A bridge to find a new world to explore

Not one just outside my front door

Some place far away, a simpler kind

Nothing to carry, a load off my mind

A bridge, to the warm heart of a land

To a country where there are no demands

Across the equator, and southern plain

Friendly people walking down the lane

In Africa, Malawi, holds these treasures

Landlocked, the lake so pure, a pleasure

Muli bwanji, is the way to say hello

Always extend a greeting, as you go

Happy people, grace this humble place

And surely bring a smile, to a hardened face

 

April Writing Prompts – The bridge to Malawi – Day 2/30

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Friday Fantasy ~ A Dragon Never Rests – #poetry – #whatdoyousee?

15 Friday Mar 2019

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The lovely Helene of Willow Poetry has challenged us with “What do you See?”.  You may write a poem, haiku, tanka or short story that represents what you see or feel within you.  More info can be found in the link below.


A frosty forest, tells the tale
Of a knight, a man so brave
Thought he slayed the dragon
And left him in his cave

But little did he know
A dragon never rests
He waits for his revenge
Never settles second best

Mighty steed, across the bridge
They trod, through the snow
A banner, waving victory
While beast is down below

Good thing for the knight
The bridge was rather steep
He made it past the creature
Who was laying, fast asleep

This isn’t where the story ends
Perhaps, another tale, my friends

 

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