The Bridge

As the rain falls on my face I walk just a little faster. 
I'm hurrying to get home and get out of these wet clothes. 
I stop and look around before entering so I'm not seen and followed. 
Once in my little nest I strip off my wet things and get into dry clothes. 

I can hear the rumbling of cars as they race by on their way to wherever. 
I daydream about the young family that might be on their way home. 
I hum a little tune as I open a can of meaty dog food. 
The wind blows my hair back as I take a plastic fork and start to eat.
 
I look up and read the graffiti someone had spray painted on concrete. 
A cold tear rolls down my cheek as more cars rumble overhead. 
I wipe away the tear and remind myself that my house is also a bridge. 
I tell myself that a bridge is just a way to get from one place to another. 

                                           I cry.

Written on 12/4/15
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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March 7, 2016 at 12:00 PM
Nice win...Linda
Makama Avatar
January 14, 2016 at 11:35 AM
#7 truly underrates this magnificent piece.. Absolutely brilliant
Williams Avatar
January 14, 2016 at 8:46 PM
Thank you so much. I really appreciate your feedback on my work.
Dietrich Avatar
December 9, 2015 at 8:35 PM
oh my that is so sad, and I too appreciate the symbolism of the bridge. A very thoughtful write!
Williams Avatar
December 13, 2015 at 8:31 AM
Thanks Andrea, for taking the time to read my work. I really appreciate your feedback on this.
Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
December 4, 2015 at 6:38 AM
Scott how symbolic the bridge is here. Intriguing and quite an open ended poem, However I like the detailed description of each scene.. the second stanza, that's really sad.. I see the person here who is somewhat living in the streets, his main home is just under the bridge.... nice one!~Olive Eloisa =`)
Williams Avatar
December 4, 2015 at 6:48 AM
Thank you very much. I appreciate your feedback. It means a great deal to me.
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