Lorelei Bridge

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Wifey birthday coming up, so time for another heart-felt lovey poem. Though oddly, this one mostly centers on me - encountering and surrendering to the power of her. Ummm, no offense intended to the fairer sex. Enjoy! ...Hopefully : )

Lorelei Bridge

The pundits all said: "Blow the bridge,
before the foe may cross !"
I said that it was not my war,
nor would it be my loss.
Compatriots ...all the male buds,
had settled bad, and cried.
The air, and sea,
and armored girls,
snared slaves who linger-died.
And lads, rare left,
cowered in their homes,
weighed down with games and sports.
In loneliness, they sucked their beers
of draft and crafted sorts.

I traveled the globe, dodging ardent arrows,
and danced 'bout home-grown mines.
...And gladly taunted those bogged down,
plain-dragging their behinds.
But then one day,
chance came a stream
enticing-fierce to span.
Audacious 'pon the other side

........vision perilous to man.
I hesitated, there upon the bank,
my burdens checking heart:
When, I kneweth not the breadth of them,
impeding feet to start.

The further verge enshrined a lass,
who calmly held me rapt.
(She clutched streusel and a travel book.  I knew that I was trapped.)
Unexpectedly, I understood what fates always decide;
...when ego-laden souls concur
to toss private bunk aside.
Imagination, re-framing minds
(from rather one-dimensioned gray),
renders delightful futures, suddenly dawned:
Spirit bright as cloisonné'.
Mulling flexible, and hopeful intent,
fair paths re-dreamed to offer more;
once reticent me embraced the leap
...to share love on that challenging shore.


by Steven P. Pody

Submitted: August 13, 2021

© Copyright 2022 Steven P. Pody. All rights reserved.

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