she stands upon a narrow bridge alone
a bridge named "now and here"
where all her foolish fear has gone
in the wide span between there and there
on one side lay living shadows of past
on the other a future not shown
but she holds high the light
in the midst of her night
as she crosses into the unknown
and sings a secret song only she can hear
in a long forgotten tongue
crossing the bridge disowning all fear
she climbs the ladder rung by rung
there is nothing left to cling to
alone in the bridge's center
no one else can bring to
her a new spring out of winter
intently she gazes into the dark
while she hangs by a fragile rope
she sees on the other side a spark
could it be called "hope"?
3/23/2009 La Belle Rouge
"Poetry, Soul Whispers"
Music "May It Be"
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Reviewed by Mark Chevalier (Reader)
Reviewed on March 25, 2009
I found this poem soothing. Full of subtle nuances, and a hint of imagination that makes me think that she is an immortal. Wonderful poem.
Awesome imagery and love the flow
Uncertainty to Crossing over and
Back taking a look into unknown feature
Your words captured a glimpse of hope
La Belle I agreed with John
Brilliant write!!
Sending you Peace Love and Light...Yolie
LaBelle,
Love the point od view here and the setting, a bridge of sighs and indecisions, a crossing over and a look back and to the future; very well thought through and with real impact.
John
Such a beautiful, peaceful photograph that just melts into the words you so carefully wrote. Oh the inspirational flow in this is so amazing with a meloncholy overtone to polish. Bravo, this is so expressively beautiful in a shy way....
No bridge will be too long,
no mountain will be too high,
no rope will be too short
and no knot will be too tight,
no absence will be forever and
there will never be a goodbye.
Almost a spiritual feel to your words as I read this I thought of love lost suddenly...sucicides, car crashes, soldiers killed on battlefields etc and the lady who pines away alone. Very crisp images here...
Fee
Hi LaBelle, SIGH! Do you have a camera on my life, girl? I swear, you write on the impulse of life itself. Always a wonder your writing is. The music matches perfectly, too! I will breathe this one in and exhale with that "spark". Thank you... for always sharing your best....
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Uncertainty to Crossing over and
Back taking a look into unknown feature
Your words captured a glimpse of hope
La Belle I agreed with John
Brilliant write!!
Sending you Peace Love and Light...Yolie
Bobbi
Newfie hugs, Rose
Love the point od view here and the setting, a bridge of sighs and indecisions, a crossing over and a look back and to the future; very well thought through and with real impact.
John
Be always safe,
Karen
no mountain will be too high,
no rope will be too short
and no knot will be too tight,
no absence will be forever and
there will never be a goodbye.
Georg
-gene.
Fee
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
In Spirit,
Bear