A Personal Bridge

I think I need a new bridge, one that has never been seen
A curious type of bridge, one with a particular glean
It would be something special, pertinent just to me
Envisioned and created, one that only I could see

Because it is a bridge in time, a single day of a span
Just to return me to yesterday, it’s only my bridge that can
It’s because of the NaPoWriMo prompts, it is the cause that I am
always a day late it seems, twenty-four hours on the lam

Barbara Blackcinder


About Barbara Blackcinder

I am a poet/writer with a need for words. There are so many out there that I haven't used yet. They define all reality and mine when you read those from me.
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