The bridge

There is a red bridge hanging over my water.
The loons swallow and then sound their call.
This partition crossing across my body distorts my flow and welcomes no one who wishes to lay their heads upon my brow.
I was endless before such wood construct divided me.
A mystical world was hidden and my sound only for the given who cherished my depths.
There is a red bridge that leaves a stained cloud over me with no connection to such visitors who lay their eyes upon me.

Reviews

[Taino]

A bridge, a great divide, an obstacle...So beautifully done.

[AKhaus]

thank you for your thoughts

[Final-Karma]

First I must say, such a gorgeous use of words. The construction, although short, gives rise to so many meanings and visuals. I really enjoyed the flow. It opens up a world of wonder and the interpretations could unlimited. I will have to think on this one. Thank you for presenting this.

[AKhaus]

I really appreciate your words thank you