Fugitive Fragments

by Mike McGuire

Bridge Keeper

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Fragile bridge ahead
Leave behind all troubled thoughts
Only dreams may cross

Leave your conflicts here
I will fight and conquer them
Bearing arms of love

I have battle scars
Soon my fighting will be done
Happy I will die

Friends of fellow man
I now leave this legacy
Save this bridge of dreams

 

 

 

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42 thoughts on “Bridge Keeper

  1. Exquisitely beautiful words that weave a beautiful tapestry of inspiring imagery- as wonderful as the masterpiece that is the Japanese painting at the top.

  2. Beautifully written Mike.
    You are painting with words here, lovely.
    Hugz <3

  3. Hello Mike and Happy weekend . Just dropping by to tell you that I have nominated you for a great four award. Check out the nomination here (scroll down the page):

    http://aquileana.wordpress.com/2014/04/26/mythology-charon-ancient-greek-god-of-the-underworld/

    Congratulations and best wishes,
    Aquileana :)

  4. This is beautiful. Well done.

  5. Sensitive and well done.

  6. Bridge: a wonderful line to dreams from reality, well done!

  7. Beautiful imagery, Mike. Bridge, carpet, what’s the difference? It’s the dreams that count. Tread softly.

  8. This is a beautiful, ethereal piece so tightly woven with poignant undertones. Love it… it made my heart ache.

  9. The last line is great – and may the dreaming continue.

  10. I love the ‘bridge of dreams’, and that you have journeys within journeys in such a small piece. Great writing, Mike.

  11. Your haiku series is a perfect compliment to the contemplation of the pictured bridge ….beautiful and positive, dreams and contentment…just don’t leave us too soon!

    • Thank you H – you get the picture. Speaking of somebody leaving, I was reminded of a boot to the posterior that you once Twitterized me with and now wonder if I should return the favour…

      • And you’d be absolutely right to do so! I’ve been swamped with work, plus I’m in a legal property dispute, so I’ve not had time for much else. Having said that, it should generate themes for some poems. I’m about to start Easter break, so I’ll make a special effort (just for you), although it might be June/July before I’m back to my old pace. Thanks for the nudge 😊

  12. Wonderful Mike…
    I really liked the poem and particularly the last stanza… Remarkable!!!.
    Best wishes Aquileana :)

  13. Beautiful image and words…

  14. I love this – I do not know how to explain how or why – I just really like it a lot.

  15. This might be better:
    With you guarding the bridge, my dreams have never felt so safe, Mike. Yes, that’s it exactly.

    • We of the pen have this propensity to over-edit ourselves :D (which makes it all the more ridiculous that WordPress don’t provide for the editing comments).

  16. My dreams have never felt so safe with you guarding the bridge, Mike

  17. I was trying to think of something witty to say …
    but….not so witty at 5ish-am :)
    I just really like this…it feels like a wonderful bridge to be on…I am glad such a nice person is the Keeper of the Dream Bridge…I know my dreams are in good hands…
    Wonderful Mike..I really like your thoughts you have spun…
    Take care…you Matter…
    )0(
    maryrose

    • How heartening it is to receive a perfectly apt interpretation of ones work. Your perception and compliment encourages maryrose and I thank you.

  18. A beautiful and heartfelt cry for dreams. Strong and brave piece, Mike.

  19. I am looking everywhere for wisteria vines this spring. Your painting has them also. I hope you can smell the sweet blossoms from where you are on that bridge. Peace and warm wishes. Ellen

    • I am pleased to inform you Helen that you can get wisteria vines in the little shop on the left of Tokyo. You’re welcome ;)

      • They are in my own backyard. I need not travel anywhere. What I meant is they have become this spring’s symbol of fragrant pleasure. No one dies ready to go or “happy”. I think the opposite is true. People live to be happy and die satisfied they have loved and dreamed.

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