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bridging suspended

by Kristina Woodhill

an old man sobs
acid tears
add to
the flowing years
of gouged
eroded canyons
he has bridged

his
suspended
structure
rigid with
uprighteous posts
in concrete
he self mixed
and heart hardened

set

the twist
of his
side by side
cables
extensions
too extreme
supports
for the child’s
weak hands to
grip

the boy will not cross
though echoes do

same said words
bounce
time and again
time and again
commands
remands
demands
fallen words repelled
by granite walls

the young man will not cross

repetitious hammer strokes
built this bridge
boards straight
and stiffened green
clamped
no slow and tender curing
no drying gentle breezes
harsh, howling winds instead
discordant notes bitter bred
as young ear drums
beg to burst

the grown man still will not cross

suspended
bridges give
sway with weight,
the balance point
of each foot step
reveals itself
minute pressure changes
tip
suspense can kill
as much as a fall

An old man sobs
uncomprehending
and walks
his bridge
alone


06/27/2006

Author's Note: Observing a father and son I know (not mine) - a tragedy, with no visible happy ending in sight. How can one man not see what he has done - how can the other not see what should be done.

Posted on 06/28/2006
Copyright © 2024 Kristina Woodhill

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Mara Meade on 06/28/06 at 08:44 PM

What an incredible observation, Kistina, and how tragic. You expressed it so well.

Posted by Christel Crews on 06/28/06 at 09:28 PM

what an interesting look into such a sensitive situation! the symbolism is incredible and the truth comes out so clearly.. it is sad how we can be blind to the answer, or refuse to see it

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 06/30/06 at 04:51 PM

I just don't know. I just don't know how people become blinded to their own behavior and resulting consequences. And I just don't know why not even one small reach for fresh connection and reconciliation seems so difficult for so many of humankind.

Perhaps this caught me on a gloomy day; the agility of your words moves me to wisdom's tears.

Penetrating poem, and deep insight.

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 07/01/06 at 03:07 AM

Some gaps are impossible to bridge even with the strongest cable. Well done Kris...Charlie

Posted by Peter Humphreys on 07/01/06 at 08:55 AM

Gaps are so easily created and persist, when bridges can be, but are not, made strong or true enough. This speaks to the heart of our failed relationships.

Posted by Michelle Angelini on 07/02/06 at 03:46 AM

Incredibly bittersweet Kristina - sounds like the gap between my two brothers - each stubborn to the core. Your imagery and phrasing create such a vivid picture of two men who may never meet in the middle, until it becomes almost too late. I hope that doesn't happen.
~Chelle~

Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 07/05/06 at 09:44 PM

The imagery and symbolism of this piece is striking. I see my son and his father a little more than a decade ago and how I thought that bridge would never be crossed, through the love and understanding of a third party they have met in the middle. I will add this to my favorites. smh

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 07/07/06 at 01:40 AM

Hi Kristina. I find much I like in this one. The format is great for what you've written...lots of hard stresses give a "construction" like sound. Fact is....no matter how good the bridge, some are just not able or willing to get off their own onto someone elses...Excellent poetics.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 07/12/06 at 04:00 PM

Fascinating reflective analogy of relationship Kristina. Life is too short for this to go on, but as you noted in your Author's Note, it's up to the parties concerned to bridge the gap, hopefully before it's too late. I'm sure a lesson for many who are fortunate enough to read this. Well done.

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 07/13/06 at 10:14 PM

Just came in to make sense out of a similar situation...yes...this poem fits right in. Just amazing, the way life bends.

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