The ropes of this bridge across nothing
one by one are snapping
and here at the center, halfway to nowhere
all I can do is wait for the fall to come
Looking around, I see I am one among many
row upon row of fraying bridges
all facing a figurehead on firm ground
who looks just about ready to save us from the chasm
any day now
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6 responses to “Figurehead”
You have aptly described what so any of us feel today.
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Thank you! I’m glad I was able to capture something (: cheers
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“Just about ready” … yes, and getting more ready by the minute. I can feel the excitement building and I pray for a peaceful walk across that fraying bridge… and a safe arrival onto that “firm ground.” Thanks for your poetry. Inspiring!
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Glad you enjoyed it! I only hope the crossing comes before the last rope has snapped.
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I hope so, too. ❤
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Just amazing poetry… ❤
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