Day 2195, concrete.
Day's pictures, Poetrybridge
Day 1531, when I slept.
Day's pictures, Poetry
It’s the bridges
that brought me here
that I see
collapsing
In the nightmare
that I had
when I slept
in my dream
last night
Day 1529, who.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A white bridge
spanning a dark
~
crosses me
to a side
~
I don’t know who
I will meet
over there
within me
Day 1528, fog.
Day's pictures, Poetry
Through all the fog
I see
in the morning
~
I walk
still
to the other side
of the bridge
that I don’t see
~
but know
Day 1492, half a bridge.
Day's pictures, Poetry
From far away
my idea
spans
the horizon
~
from the side
where I am going
to the side
I want to be
~
but now
I am closer
and not so sure
~
I can’t see
the other side
from here
Day 1486, arc.
Day's pictures, Poetry
A majestic structure
looms overhead
suspended
seemingly
in hazy air
~
the parabole
my road
hangs on
to the other side
Day 1406, alone 2.
Day's pictures, Poetry
I live
on an Island
~
but
there is this bridge
to the rest
of the world
~
I sometimes
wonder
if
I really live
on an Island
Day 1367, delusion.
Day's pictures, Poetry
