mid-night

i
at midnight
on the bridge

saw
her reflection
in the waters

that
lovely night
in hazy June

the
shadows lay
and the current

the
tide streaming
into the moonlight

waters
rushing thoughts
came and tears

often
i had
stood and gazed

often
i wished
wild and wide

my
life the
burden laid upon

buried
in the
sea of sorrow

whenever
i cross
comes the thought

how
many thousands
have crossed since

young
heart restless
old slow subdued

the
heart flows
forever has woes

moon
broken reflection
symbol of love

/ / /

There were many prompts I did not get to at Poetic Asides and NaPoWriMo in April, as I was focused on found poems for PoMoSco. Margo Roby had some Fresh Start ideas for May. So, I looked back at NaPoWriMo, and found two interesting prompts. The suggestion for Day 28 was to write a bridge poem, and the prompt for Day 27 was to write a hay(na)ku. I decided to combine them, as well as write a found poem. In typing “bridge poetry” into Google, I came upon “The Bridge” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. All words came from that poem, stanza by stanza.

Longfellow, Henry W. “The Bridge.” Poetry Foundation. N.p., n.d. Web. 6 May 2015.

(Listening to “Imperial” by Robin Guthrie)

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