AT BRIDGES END

meeting in the dark

AT Bridges End

 

'Tis a viscous fog

this eve we are to meet

a countdown moment

after a long stint apart at Bridges end

over a dark river

the sky the only light

save for a flickering lamp

sun drowsy fades purple and orange

damp with a paltry chill

 

I glance at my watch

shadows are upon me

a bit of trepidation

one orange lamp still winks through the vapor

he will reach me before long at bridges end

I am confident

Through the mist I perceive an obscured figure

I sense my heartbeat accelerate

he passes by the old lighthouse

I discern his vestige first

next, launch on a tricky footing

sure as ever his cloudy figure

we struggle to see through the blur

 

We meet at in the fullness of time

his wool coat on my face

private cologne, grubby beard

though we cannot gaze our eyes

we savor our lips that taste like honey

our noses adjoin and our tongues tantalize

I feel warmth between my thighs

we remain interlaced at bridges end

until our legs feel numb

we shall proceed to my flat

where our denuded bodies entwine until daybreak

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[JessyJacob]

i liked the grubby beard and wool coat, which usually tingles woman, i liked the description long waiting. Thank you everyone couldnt express in such a way how one feels.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you Jessy, much appreciater,
Best, B

[JessyJacob]

You are welcome Betty.

[Gee]

Lucky that man with grubby beard. Tastefully done this Betty letting the readers imagination help end the poem:)
Hope you are well

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you Gee for a lovely review
hope you are well too!
Best, B

[John the Baptist]

This one allows me to use a word I have not used for years: assignation. The speaker is a woman who has come out on a foggy night to meet a lover "at bridges end." The poem builds on the woman's feelings nicely, for she is not totally sure he will appear. But he does come through and we are then given a feast of sensual imagery that ventures tastefully into the erotic. The last verse shows the full picture of the assignation, especially in the final lines. I wish I could have had more of such assignations.

[Betty Hermelee]

Next time John!!! Thank you so much for a lovely review!!
Best, B

[Lorry]

An ethereal dreamlike quality, unspoken but more vibrant and alive for being so, that if it were a dream would only make you wish you could roll over and hit the "to be continued" button and pausing reallife ™ for some more of that bridges end.
You would certainly hope it gets picked up for a second season at the very least. 😊

[Betty Hermelee]

Wow Lorry, I love your review; I doubt the second season, but it would be nice...maybe just part 2!
Best, B

[willweb]

A dark sultry evening shrouded, a planned meeting, a flickering lamp and the heat provided by two bodies finding each other on a bridge as night paints the sky and the two lovers make their way to a beautiful rendezvous. Really nice Betty. I am reading an old English mystery novel right now that this had the feel of though the final stanzas I probably won't come across in this book. : )

[Betty Hermelee]

A very thoughtful review Will, thank you immensely!
Best, B