At the Bridge

 

—————

At the bridge…

over the creek…

Starting to sink…

in to deep…

at the bridge…

over the stream…

close my eyes…

begin to dream…

At the bridge…

over the water…

feeling my blood…

boiling hotter…

at the bridge…

looking down…

see myself…

start to drown…

at the bridge..

of my days…

see my eyes…

through the haze…

at the bridge…

never right…

maybe time…

 to say good night…

—–

David L. Whitman 09/15/2012 at the crossroads….

 

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10 thoughts on “At the Bridge

  1. The repetition serves to enhance this poem. felt it was rhythmatic..these lines seemed to be very effective, ‘at the bridge…
    looking down…
    see myself…
    start to drown…’

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