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I Crossed A Bridge (poem)

Updated on August 9, 2015

I crossed a bridge that wasn’t there

And from their perches voices stare

In emptiness so much to share

If one could speak they wouldn’t dare


I sit on stairs not meant to climb

We witness to some long lost crime

And wonder why the church bells chime

To moments safely held in time


I unlock doors that never close

I ask them why I get a pose

I thought we’d share a last repose

I dreamt dreams were bright lit suppose


I crossed a bridge not made by me

Behind are doors that will not free

Ahead a world of what’s to be

With all the bridges they will see


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      Shauna L Bowling 21 months ago from Central Florida

      We all have bridges to cross. Some doors left behind should stay closed, denying re-entry. Always strive to move forward.

      Nice thoughts, Martin.

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      Anemix 21 months ago

      Wow! Absolutely and thousand times wow! Loved it! So true, life is full of bridges! :)

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 21 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up and awesome. Ever moving forward there are so many bridges to cross in order to leave the past behind.

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      Mary Craig 21 months ago from New York

      As we move through life we encounter many bridges and doors. Beautifully said!

      Voted up, useful, awesome, and beautiful.

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