This Last Time Float Under the Bridge

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of still reflecting setting golden yellow sun. The reeds point onward and we must. We will. Yet many pass not knowing what they’ve done.</p><p id="5e86">I wish we didn’t have to leave so soon. So beautiful, I’m surely not immune.</p><div id="6427" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/what-emotions-does-art-evoke-in-you-117a2ac43a4a"> <div> <div> <h2>What Emotions Does Art Evoke in You?</h2> <div><h3>Life newsletter#16 features the month of July prompt collab with poet, writer, and artist par excellence, Ali</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div sty

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le="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*gFsubUpS6_PeI1wz2wsBtg.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><p id="7c82">Written in response to a prompt from my writer friend, <a href="undefined">Yana Bostongirl</a>, in Coffee Time’s, Life newsletter#16 to write a poem inspired by <a href="undefined">Ali</a>’s beautiful acrylic painting.</p><p id="4918">Please read <a href="undefined">Yana Bostongirl</a>’s well written story and prompt and see more of <a href="undefined">Ali</a>’s painting and poetry in the link above.</p><p id="8d43">Any of my poet friends who would like to contribute can find info in the link above.</p></article></body>

A sonnet

Image by Ali (with permission)

I’ve come back to this spot so many times. The colors never seemed so right. I think. A figure watches silently. She climbs the south side of that moon bridge black as ink.

This portal falls when darkness soon descends these garden banks so filled with earth’s delight. So she decides, if this long journey ends, whose barge drifts by on this predestined night

on orange streams of blues and greens of still reflecting setting golden yellow sun. The reeds point onward and we must. We will. Yet many pass not knowing what they’ve done.

I wish we didn’t have to leave so soon. So beautiful, I’m surely not immune.

Written in response to a prompt from my writer friend, Yana Bostongirl, in Coffee Time’s, Life newsletter#16 to write a poem inspired by Ali’s beautiful acrylic painting.

Please read Yana Bostongirl’s well written story and prompt and see more of Ali’s painting and poetry in the link above.

Any of my poet friends who would like to contribute can find info in the link above.