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I go now to repair a bridge
it serves the road which runs the ridge.
Just a few boards need replacing
on the floor and in the bracing.

I'll do it while the branch is shallow
now when the far-side field is fallow.
My old truck will take me there,
I won't get stuck if I take care.

The land is rugged on this side
on the other, flat and wide
where crops grow in deep dark soil
thus making this bridge worth the toil.

The near side grows both game and mast;
for crops the hill sides drop too fast.
The soil's thin and full of rocks
from fist-sized to looming blocks.

The branch divides such disparate land
that is joined by this old span
so its repair I never shirk.
All bridges are worth some work.

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Structured: Western
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there are many types bridges...............scribbler
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All I can say is I never took you for a troll, Scribbler.


lol most trolls are much better looking..............................scribbler

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Reminds me of the bridges in the Smoky Mountains. The bridge crews were always replacing boards 6x12s with ten inch nails. I think that they have all been replaced with concrete now. Saves on wood, but not as aesthetic.

"When a pickpocket meets a holy man all he sees are his pockets."

Unknown (at least to me)

I meant this to be more about the joining of 2 different pieces of land ( people ) and the work ( repair ) needed to maintain the bridge( relations ). Guess the hidden meaning was too well hidden lol................scribbler

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You ol' devil you. Who woulda thunk?



they say still waters run deep......In my case the bull sh^t must run deep lol..................scribbler

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I liked this a lot. As one who was brought up in Fife, in Scotland, I was aware of being connected to the capital, Edinburgh, by the most beautiful bridge in the world, the Forth railway bridge. Its 130 years old and good for another century at least.
It has been calculated that if all the rivets were taken out of the bridge and laid in a line from New York heading due West--------------------------------- The bridge would collapse and the trains would land in the river !! lol


I heard that if every female politician were laid end to would be no big surprise lol. I am glad you liked this little attempt...............scribbler

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what a lovely write full of live imagery with a wonderfull message ..."a strong bridge is worth some work"...

it is coincidental that only yesterday through the influences of some sub-conscious forces ..may be because of the things happening around us in our world ..i spilled out these words..." It is easier to raise fences than build bridges"...


raj (sublime_ocean)

this was actually my response to the poem that states good fences make good neighbors. Always good to have you drop by.................stan

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always good to hear from you whether early or late. Try not to work too hard...................stan

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Don't worry as my lack of skill has kept all from reading the hidden message. I'll get there some day I hope.................stan

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Briliant rhyming. Don't think I would have figured out the second meaning unless I had read everyones comments ( I'm a bit dull in that department + other department not to be mentioned ). Having the advantage of hind sight I can see the analogy. The poem in both senses is very clever - I love the imagery of the real bridge needing to be repaired joining two landscapes. ( your description is wonderful ) and the underlaying message of
building and repairing relationships. All in all an excellent poem.

Love Mand xxxxxxxx

The apparent dullness resides in my pen for being TOO obscure in my dual meaning lol. thanks for coming by.............stan

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lovely to be back to read your no nonsense works
i like the way this can be many types of bridge - land to land, person to person, person to god....

nothing to crit
love to you

'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)

and it's great having you back. I'm still sitting here being impressed with your latest poem................stan

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I think you have always written well. You have not lost anything in your absence. I like a lot!! Keep up the great writings. I would like to know your pen name you use on the site it has been a while for me on the site also.
I am having to learn some of them over again. Please let me know. Write on poet write on!!

Poetry is the heart of every writer.
by: Pixee



Thank you for dropping by..............scribbler

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2011 and now 2017
how about fresh ones
like ur red wagons and nude trees
only I feel

Trying to shame me into commenting more I suspect.........stan

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hence I will reada nd leave no comment but just tell me okay sending sms pm

if memory serves you won a contest here which reveals the monthly judge likes your writing

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thanks I must keep you on my right side
why u know stan
ur the only friend now at hand
Ian gone
joe not heard from
jess kicked me finally
others only u know best
do read naked nude trees

is very Frostian, to coin a word. Clearly a good influence, and you have offered a comfortable read with good lines and rhymes.
When dealing with a theme like bridges, such a big symbolic theme rich in possibilities, I think we need a connection of the symbolism. Here we have a bridge connecting a tame land to a desolate land..that means something...that means a lot! What does that mean to you, the casual bridge fixer who goes there with his old truck hoping it makes the trip. It is there need to put a soul into the poem, like Frost does in all his best poems..the fences, the apple picking, the stop in the woods...Frost makes a short poetic narrative about an event and creates a universal from it. Most important, it comes from Frost, "All bridges are worth some work." is not a charged, intimate statement. My take- dig into it.
Hart Crane made his vision of Brooklyn Bridge the focal point of his life's work. Mirabeau Bridge by Appolinaire, there are so many great bridge poems. You are on to something in this tale. Dig!

I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings

This is a fairly early scribble of mine but still one of my favorite. But as can be seen by it popping up now, I'm always going back and editing stuff so your well thought out comment is appreciated. I'll put this in my empty head, let it rattle around a bit and see if I can somehow insert a bit more "soul" into this without messing it up

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with a felt message, a poetic message. Very few good poems are ever written without revisions. Glad you could revisit and make this such a fine work!

I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings

I am always going back and tinkering with even some of my oldest stuff. Good to hear I've done well editing one of my earliest ones

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