Just Over The Next Bridge

[Ebonfire]

Standing upon heart valley ridge
I saw the bridges that had burnt
pieces adrift upon the waters

Though they served well their time
or reason they were destined seasons
to bear the steps trod upon them

Broken pieces from broken promises
which found their filling in another
heart’s reservoir languishing empty

Knowing now a temporary passing over
was the exact design of the trestle
built for my travels

Now having stood upon those borrowed
surfaces I realize the undergirding lift
to present elevated perch

To touch the raindrops moisture softly
bathing my souls drought to renew it’s
dried and withering grasses

Thirst driven to survive the bad lands
my solace chants "it smells water"
just over the next bridge

Vicki Perry ©2009

[Max]

This reads to me like you're reminiscing on times past or even potential loss (the broken promises line made me think that), and that this poem is about the future opportunities that you are ready to meet. However, that's just my interpretation, this is a fine write no matter the case. Rich with beautiful imagery and metaphors, well done!
-Max

[Artemis]

V this is just beautiful, the flowing words sang to me and lulled. Your work just gets better with every read, and it was fantastic in the begining. Hugs, K xx

[Ebonfire]

Just over the next bridge is about all of life, the good, the bad, the indifferent. Love comes love goes, let us never be fully broken by anything but death.

Max I'm glad you enjoyed.

Kerry that was a very kind thing for you to say.

Thank you both