I have documented my daily life in poetry for over fifty years. It is only now that my knowledge of technology has met my ability to pursue this medium. It is all too overwhelming as I approach 60 years of age in an instant. Enjoy the ride and put your seat belt on...I am starting from now! To see an earlier decade, the link is: http://www.pioneernet.net/doge/index.htm
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Bridges to Where and There
Bridges over canyons and creeks,
Spanning rivers, and calm seas…
The hardest bridges ever crossed,
Were the bridges between the “me’s”.
There was the bridge I built for puberty,
The canyon crossed when leaving home,
The arch creating a relationship,
The road I built to leave alone.
There was a bridge to span the ages,
Converting each decade to one year,
Bridges to the other side,
Faster crossings with no less fear.
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