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The Bridge of Dire Necessity

Moist jungle's steaming breath assaults my face
Molasses air I struggle to inhale
Your ruddy visage slowly drains to pale
Sharp cliff, black knife wound in the verdant space
Decrepit footbrige held up by mere grace
Each rope suspended taut by one sole nail
No time for turning back, it's move or fail
Their fever burns, thin lives that wane apace

We're down to you or me; I see I've lost
Your pallid tremors, so I walk on high
Death matters not, as all will share the cost
Without the cure, those that I love will die
Wood creaks as ropes strain, hands sweat, mind of frost
Firm terra I touch, sweet success is mine

7/25/16

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John Hamilton Date: 8/23/2016 6:44:00 PM Really nice work Tom I missed this one, really well written, great imagery I felt I was right there crossing with you, good thing I wasn't, we probably would not have made it. Login to Reply Tom Quigley Date: 8/23/2016 8:30:00 PM :-) Thanks, John!

Constance La France Date: 7/26/2016 10:54:00 PM Tom, this is great, I was there with you ~ Login to Reply Tom Quigley Date: 7/26/2016 11:32:00 PM Thank you, Constance!

Lewis Raynes Date: 7/26/2016 8:56:00 PM This works so well for me Tom, beautiful write, thanks. Login to Reply Tom Quigley Date: 7/26/2016 11:32:00 PM Thanks, Lewis!

Casarah Nance Date: 7/26/2016 4:21:00 PM I am faving this, it has so much to absorb, the feel, the words, what a brilliant write that makes the reader crawl inside and hang by the ropes of the words. Nicely done. Login to Reply Tom Quigley Date: 7/26/2016 8:48:00 PM Thank you, Casarah!

Nette Onclaud Date: 7/26/2016 11:25:00 AM that's the heart a champion.. greeat stuff, tom!.. oh yeahh!..huggs Login to Reply Tom Quigley Date: 7/26/2016 12:50:00 PM Thanks, Nette!

Maurice Yvonne Date: 7/26/2016 9:59:00 AM An excellent piece good luck with the contest! Login to Reply Tom Quigley Date: 7/26/2016 12:51:00 PM Thank you, Maurice!

Probir Gupta Date: 7/26/2016 6:19:00 AM The language, the structure, the beginning with quality personification, the flavour of molasses air,all these are awe inspiring ... but the thrill of touching the terra firma radiates instant poetry ... Your Sonnet has been splendid, as far as I can grasp ... after all English is not my mother tongue ... Login to Reply Tom Quigley Date: 7/26/2016 12:56:00 PM Thanks, Probir!!

Demetrios Trifiatis Date: 7/26/2016 5:52:00 AM Impressive images, captivating writing, marvelous parade of expressions dear, Tom! Good luck. A seven! Login to Reply Tom Quigley Date: 7/26/2016 12:57:00 PM Thank you so much, Demetrios!

Kai Michael Neumann Date: 7/26/2016 5:26:00 AM In my inexperience with sonnets, I probably cannot fully appreciate the form of sonnet yet and am more focussed on the content so far. But/and the content and the imagery of your poem is awesome. Login to Reply Tom Quigley Date: 7/26/2016 12:57:00 PM Thank you, Kai!