Bridges

I was walking,

Across a very stable bridge,

And she was walking on her own bridge beside me,

Close enough to wave,

But not close enough to touch.

 

And then one day, she burnt her bridge,

And I couldn’t mend it,

The damage was too severe,

So I leant my bridge to her,

And now she was walking beside me,

Now she was so close.

 

And now my lane was hot,

Because that fire she burnt her bridge with followed her,

I was starting to sweat,

And she yelled at me for sweating,

The people who I used to wave at that walked on their own bridge next to mine,

Stopped waving at me,

Her flame spread to their bridge too,

And they were gone.

 

I had to mend those bridges,

I didn’t burn it,

But somebody had to mend it,

But I was burning because of her flame,

And they were choking on her smoke.

 

I warned her to stop burning bridges,

I never burnt bridges,

I wouldn’t be a part of her bridge burning,

And then her fire got hotter,

She started burning the bridges I liked the most,

And I started to sweat more.

My feet began to burn,

My clothes began to sting.

 

I tried not to look at her flame,

But her smoke was in my eyes,

Her smoke from the bridges she burnt,

Her smoke polluted the air,

I couldn’t breathe,

My lungs burned and my heart broke.

 

I warned her,

I told her to stop,

And then she burnt the bridge we both stood on,

And she fell.

 

She fell into the water below,

She begged me to mend the bridge,

But I won’t mend a bridge I didn’t burn.

Author's Note

I would love some honest feedback, this is my first ever poem.

Reviews

[Poetic Beauty]

We should be careful of the bridges we burn. We need to think out of love not out of anger. When we do things out of anger we can destroy relationships and people we did not intend to.

[undisclosed]

Exactly right, I'm glad you understand.

[Chris Shaw]

The best way to learn about writing poetry is to read lots of it. The more you read, the more you will pick up from other poets and you will find your own style. That way it will influence your own writing. I never wrote a poem till I was 40. Your first poem tells me that it is unwise to burn bridges. By doing that you are cutting off from the main stream and will remain isolated from life. There is a message in your poem. I like poems that convey messages. Keep writing.

Chris

[undisclosed]

Thank you for your review, I'm excited to read more of your work and have your feedback on mine.

[Chris Shaw]

So pleased about that. Remember what I said about reading another poet's work. There is no better way to learn :)

[Another Relic]

I like the message behind this. We can all relate to someone who burns their bridges and that type of behavior should be frowned upon. In the end, they have no one to turn to. They shouldn't be able to take others with them in the same manner.

[undisclosed]

Thank you :)