Crossing This Bridge (Freestyle) Poem by Dorian Petersen Potter

Crossing This Bridge (Freestyle)



Problems don't help
and nothing is cheer
Words bleed and yelp
and nothing is clear

Moments just flee
and mirrors don't lie.
A world I just dread
and everyday I get by

A place I can't deny
a single moment in time
A place to laugh and to cry
and sometimes called sublime

I'm crossing this bridge through
till my eyes behold a new view.

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