Today's prompt is to write about a bridge...
I'm going to kill two prompts with one poem here as this one is also palinode - a poem that retracts a statement made in an earlier poem (this poem does exactly that for day 17). Short and simple one today:
Bridge
Sometimes a smile
is a bridge
that can nudge
two parallel lines
together.
Or at least
span the width
of separation,
a high beam
suspension
of uncertainty,
rise up and over
all kinds
of troubled waters.
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