The Bridge

                                 dverse Haibun  Monday #24 Posted by “So for this haibun challenge, write about the bridge from the first person- either as a physical object, metaphor or perhaps a person who has been a bridge in your life. As its also halloween, you can write about that bridge between life and death.   Let’s use the bridge of our imagination!”

 

He said, “Come on over.” But the chasm between was too wide, too deep. I could see no way to go. I said, “You come to me.” He shook his head, said “Jump.” But the risk was all on my side. We turned and walked along the cliff until ahead we saw a bridge. He called, “Come.” I said, “Meet me halfway.” He shook his head, “No, no compromise.” I sighed, walked the entire length and passed him standing there.

One bridge to connect
two forces torn apart.
Pride hampers the way.

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11 thoughts on “The Bridge

  1. This is so beautiful and poignant both at the same time, Debi ❤️ I agree, sometimes even though a bridge is present.. two people can not cross over until and unless they re willing to do so. Love “Pride hampers the way” Beautifully penned (as always) ❤️

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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