Bridge

She hailed from the city of bridges In the prairie land of living skies Through this city ran swiftly a river And though it was known for it's namesake People still could not bridge the divide She stood in the middle of a train bridge It rumbled and shook as it roared by Small yet strong, trusted to never give way Travelling east to west and back again On such a fragile seeming connection Nothing heard over the shaking structure The river heeding danger far beneath She braced herself against the bridge railing Leaning over the current and undertow Wishing people would cross it the same March 21, 2023 B Forms and Words Contest Sponsor: Sotto Poet