Victor Buhagiar Poet Sonnet

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That's Not Safe

Amongst spruce oblivious of the way,
As I admire the wonder all abound.
Birds fly above dancing their own ballet
All spruce trees spread their fragrance all around.

The compact wood is hushed before night fall,
Arrive at a bridge shocked at what I see
The chances of crossing are very small.
Trying anything is indeed no key.

The bridge is thin, its boards are worn and weak,
Yet still I stride with steps so bold and free,
A goodly warden approaches to speak,
I stop so afraid and wanted to flee.

Fear grips the warden, he utters a call,
"That's not safe! So beware, lest you should fall."

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Ray Zottola September 19, 2025 at 8:50 AM Go around. Just watch for alligators and snakes. Your poetry is real. I appreciate real! Thanks for sharing. Z

Sara Kendrick June 15, 2025 at 4:30 PM What a creative winner you have in this one. Way to go. Congratulations on your name being on the winners' list. Sara K

Becoming trude from the ruins June 15, 2025 at 8:06 AM This felt like walking into a quiet dream—spruce-scented, mysterious, and full of quiet tension. The imagery was soft and natural, yet the sudden danger of the bridge shook me. I loved the contrast between wonder and warning, and that final line—“That’s not safe!”—was such a human, honest echo. It felt like nature itself was speaking. Beautifully done—this stayed with me long after reading.

Evelyn Judy Buehler June 8, 2025 at 8:25 PM Victor, I like the way a day of pleasant adventure leads to the drama of danger on the bridge. This is an engaging story. :)

John Loving Iii June 5, 2025 at 1:35 PM My complimence. Took a minute to get the rhyme but it was there.

Jennifer Proxenos June 3, 2025 at 9:55 AM Victor, forgive me I'm sure or hope you have noticed that I am pathetically behind in answering comments, I am so sorry I haven't visited your page, this is a very interesting write I enjoyed reading it - I hope you are keeping well, BLESSINGS AND HUGS - Jennifer.

Andrea Dietrich June 2, 2025 at 11:31 PM Oh was this for the contest with a line to use. I don't remember that line choice but you did great with it

Anne-Lise Andresen June 2, 2025 at 9:53 AM - Not safe... but, if it was the only option I would try with caution ... a great poem, Victor :) - hugs

Paige Hind June 2, 2025 at 8:48 AM A very 'earthy" and "naturistic" poem- enjoyed, thanks for the picture so I could visualize

Anne Winter June 2, 2025 at 3:52 AM Dear Victor, a brilliant write and brilliant writing. You've got a really good way of writing with such amazing creativity! I really enjoyed reading this sonnet. I love the contrast between the serene forest scene and the tense moment on the rickety bridge! Your descriptions of nature are beautiful, and the way you build up the suspense as you approach the bridge is masterful. The sonnet has a great sense of storytelling and imagery. Best, Anne

Joseph P. DiMino June 2, 2025 at 3:04 AM Life is not safe...the ledge of time. Nicely done, Victor. Lovely forest. A feeling of liberation when wondering the woods, breathing in the fresher air, listening to the wilder, far more natural sounds of creation.

Mystic Rose Rose June 2, 2025 at 2:43 AM You took me right into the forest with you, pen in hand, I want to add, its fantastic writing V, :)

Vladislav Raven June 2, 2025 at 1:41 AM Hi Victor! It has been a while since I have been able to drop by and read your wonderful words. I am glad that I can now begin to do so again. I look at the photo of the bridge and I think immediately that I wouldn't try to cross it. Your poem and your pictures sing in harmony, your words painting such a vivid picture. You always paint such vivid pictures in the readers mind. Hoping you are well Victor. Your friend always ..... Michael.

Ink Empress June 2, 2025 at 1:37 AM Gosh i would be so scared to cross bridges like that altho iv seen so many and i think i might have done that, you always write on so many different subjects and themes dear victor, I really like the cadence of your poem as well as how youv written “ Trying anything is indeed no key.” wise words! Brilliant quote! Pleasure reading your poem. Sending you light always