we all stand on the same bridge
between birth and death
our braided hair pinned
back with memory neither smile
nor scowl in our stance \ do not deny
the air \ supporting
the delicate \ suspension
trusses \ girders \ cement
steepled above \ a thread
the river does not appear
dangerous from this distance
remember \ rising water can upturn
cars \ swallow buildings \ innocence
can coax \ the bolts \ from their casings
one droplet \ can deliver \ a frightening ultimatum:
swim or drown
* This poem was inspired by the work of Gabriel Jesiolowski
Note: The format of this poem is not supported by my blog. The backslashes represent large spaces between words. The intent was for the poem to look as though it is trickling down the page in streams and joining back together at the last line. It can be read if one flow is followed or read traditionally line by line, left to right.
written for the YeahWrite Fiction|Poetry challenge. Click the badge above to read more entries.
Early draft = constructive criticism is welcome.