- Bridge over overflow creek
——–
Some fear can come from monsters…
those real and the ones
just inside
your head…
But many times
change..
crossing a simple bridge
moving from one reality
to another
can be paralyzing…
dry mouthing yourself
forward…
step by trembling step…
Till what was feared
becomes normal…
And the only thing to fear
is what is new
again..
—-
David L. Whitman 05/16/2012 from under a sky so blue…
Thoughts from the Outdoors 
wow beautiful bridge..invisible monsters underneath the bridge, and inside your mind…converting into new ideas really is a big fuss of terror, truly is.
It is…making changes, especially from old habits, is hard…:)
This poem really spoke to me. Change really is like crossing a bridge. Love your photos!
I’m so glad you liked it Peggy:) I have to get used to those constant bridge crossing, sigh…have a great day, and thank you:)
Going through changes now so can really relate. Thanks for this 🙂
Well…I can relate to that…It seems like every other year something dramatic is happening…could be good like finally getting my masters….or bad like..well bad lol…Really hope you’re able to meet your change bravely, because it’s so not easy
Lol…for me it involves travel, so it’s not really good or bad…just different, I guess 🙂
🙂 lol. Well I hope that goes as well as it can. Different is well. Different:). Lol
Some changes are scary, but they happen anyway! Nice poem and amazing photo:) Did you take that photo?
Yes. Other than a few photos from the first part of my blog, I take the photos. Its from a park near my school:)
Life is change. When we fear change, we fear life. When we embrace change, we embrace life. It’s a choice of how to live. Great use of the analogy and gorgeous photo! ~Dan
Thank you Dan. You always have great insight. Appreciate your comments:)
Well said, DpBowman. 🙂
Life teaches us all. 😉
This is well said, some people are so afraid of change they are dead yet breathing…learning to know how to either handle change when it twists your way, or knowing when to twist…skill is required, like chess. Lovely writting David
Oh yeah, and before I forget…great bridge, I love thoughtfully designed bridges and the that people think to take pictures of them
I agree. There’s a lot of orderly beauty there:)
Chess is such a great analogy for it. And yes. Its not just changing. Its knowing when to
Why I Quit Chess and Became a Poet 😉
Dave, this is exquisite!
:))). Thank you mari. I’m always happy when one tickles your fancy:)
Enticing photograph David! Your piece on change – great. Such awareness — yes – step by step the traumatizing nature of change gets more comfortable… and we get better and better and embracing it when it shows up. Really enjoyed this, your written expression is eloquent… and the metaphor of crossing bridges is terrific!
Simple words, deep meaning..love^_^
I’m glad you think so. Thank you:))
That bridge is very interesting to look at. Change is easy for me; it’s the thinking that comes before the change….the decision to change, that is my trembling-thorn. I love change though. Crave it. Very fitting poem and another thinking-piece. 🙂 Sam
:). Well in your case I guess the decision is the change. When you get down to it. Its the same for anyone. Change is eventually welcome yet its hard to get there
Okay, teach! 🙂 hee hee
You sure live in a place with much gorgeous nature!
Well. Unless you want to see mountains lol
Mountains a plenty in my parts! 😉
Life is all about change, always and never ending. Insightful words. Love it. The photo of the bridge too,
:)))) it sure is Kim and I’m so glad you liked it
Very nicely penned, sir!
Thank you so much, sir:))))
Well said.
Thank you!
A wonderful circle of reality! 🙂
such a good way to put it:))))
A bridge into another dimension – the poets way 🙂
Fabulous bridge!
Thank you. The bridge was very photogenic:)