I stand on the bridge
Not to cross it, but to watch
everything float by.
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Hopes, dreams, feelings, words
still stacked on a shelf, bobbing
along in darkness.
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Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. โค๏ธ
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Today's a new day โ๏ธ Great day to find a new way ๐ to let my heart sway.๐ โค๏ธ โwhereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.โ Jamesโฌ โญ4โฌ:โญ14โฌ โญNKJV
By Colleen Walters4 months ago in Poets
A Love Forboding
The chipped stone slope caused unbearable footing. I slid, skirting on my heels. I cast my shield, relinquishing my guard to stay upright. Left with my double-edge and a prayer to the maker, I skated toward my objective. The earthly stubble gave way to solid ground. I found myself restored, a trail of dust in my wake.
By James U. Rizzi4 days ago in Fiction
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I do this many times, love watching the river flow from the banks and bridges
"Not to cross it, but to watch everything float by." I love that.