Crossing the Bridge: a #TankaProse

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and the threshold awaits

that crossing

all the preparation

and still the fear

The bridge awaits. The River, so placid today, indifferently reflects the rising arc of the joined stones. I shudder before the threshold. The bystanders at my back stand their ground. This is my journey, to commence with my first step upon the stones.

What will I find on the other side? What will any of us? The bridge awaits, but I can wait no more.

The first step falls.

still morning air

another slice of life

to devour

crossing the ultimate

threshold, at last

for Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 131 #SynonymsOnly

and Poets’ United’s Midweek Motif ~ Bridge (posted by Sumana Roy)

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  1. Oh this is utterly stunning! ❤️ I guess it all comes down to a leap of faith in the end 🙂 May we be courageous enough to cross the bridge .. and embrace all that awaits on the other side. ❤️

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  2. I think this is a sort of bridge we’d be happy to cross as children but think twice about (maybe three times!) as an adult and never at my age! I can remember crossing a very wobbly suspension bridge a few years ago in my 70’s…I think that was my last daring deed! Beautifully written Frank.

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