Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Adrift



I cried the river that flowed
beneath the bridge.
How can we ever find our way,
when you have burned the bridge?
You did not even care enough
to leave me my dignity to hold onto.
I weather the storm alone.
Thunder rumbles, still echoing betrayal.
There is no rainbow after this storm.
There is no dawn beyond this darkness.
Will we meet on the far side of tomorrow, 
or will you remain forever lost?


Poem & Picture: McGuffy Ann Morris

Linked to: Two Shoes Tuesday 

36 comments:

  1. Sad, but beautiful. Longing for an answer and companionship.

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  2. Sometimes you meet on the other side and sometimes it's over. You can't go back. At least I've never been able to go back.

    Have a terrific day. ☺

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    1. No, you can never go back. Hopefully, there is some kind of healing or closure.

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  3. OH Annie, this poem is so beautifully done, yet paints a picture of such pain. Sometimes what is lost to us cannot be easily found, and maybe not at all, and that is tragic. People burning bridges should use care, and understand that the damage they cause might be irreparable. My heart hurts for to one who tells this tale, and I continue to pray that maybe... someday, some tiny ray of hope will break through. Nothing is final until God says "time up". HUGS and thank you so much for sharing this moving tale of something lost for Two Shoes Tuesday, it fits the prompt so very well.

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    1. Thanks, Josie. People make choices for themselves, but everything we do affects others. Sometimes there is hope, but eventually even hope can be lost.

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  4. Hi Mrs. Mac. Nicely written. ~~ I meet on my tomorrows once in a while although we are over 700 miles away (still both in Texas, it is large enough for both of us).

    We are both happy now without being together although had things been different we for sure would have been crossing the bridge together.
    ..

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    1. I am glad this spoke to you, Jim. And I am glad you found happiness.

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  5. Awwww - this is so sad and ever so beautiful! Take care
    x

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    1. Thank you for your comments, Old Kitty.

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  6. Very well done. Definitely paints a picture of someone who was hurt deeply. Hope it wasn't you. Janet

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  7. Wow, this is deep and beautiful.
    Hugs,
    Julia.

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    1. Julia, I always appreciate your comments. Hugs.

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  8. Poignant. It brought on a much needed cry.

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    1. Mimi, I am always pleased when my writing moves someone. I am glad the cry was needed; I hope it helped and that you feel better.

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  9. Powerful and written from the the depths of sorrow that to some are unfathomable. Truly lovely, my friend!

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    1. Beth, you know I appreciate your comments. Thank you.

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    1. Patricia, that is exactly what this is about: a broken heart and what comes of it.

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  11. excellent poetry. I really like the symbolism.went down that road and across that bridge many years age and the last thing I wanted was to meet her on the other side

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    1. I am always pleased to know that my poetry speaks to someone. It is interesting to see how they personalize the words. Thank you.

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  12. Filled with sadness and questions! Well penned.

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  13. Oh, this made me feel so sad, Ann. How could someone not relate to your beautiful poem? We've all had this sort of pain in our lives, sadly.

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    1. Thank you. It is always my hope that people will relate.

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  14. I read this the other day when you posted it and came back today because it left me a little speechless...it was really moving and Im afraid I still don't have a comment worthy of it...

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    1. Zoe, thank you for commenting. As long as you were moved, I am pleased.

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  15. Very sad. I like how you blended the words together.
    : )

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    1. Thanks, Joseph. I am glad you liked this poem.

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  16. beautiful!
    I can feel the pain. I Hope it's all good now.

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    1. Thanks, Lynn. I try to move people with my writing.

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  17. So intense and moving ... it stirs some memories and puts words to them that weren't there at the time. Sometimes pain is hard to speak ... you do it well.

    Andrea @ From The Sol

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  18. This is very sad, Annie, and one that I understand. Thankfully, though we may hurt like mad here on earth and feel no hope, Jesus is our Hope for a better tomorrow. That tomorrow probably won't happen here, but some day, our hearts won't hurt and no one will be able to hurt us again. Remember, there are no tears in Heaven. He makes everything better.

    We just have to find a way to deal with what we have to face here and that is not easy, no matter how much joy Heaven holds for us some day.

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