Our Kiss
lightly brushing, gentle as possible......
teasing, to and froe
gazing....
anticipating-hurting
souls dancing....
longing to merge
gazing....
bridge we must cross
to the ethereal,
lost or home?
don't think
put it this way!
if the bridge cannot be crossed,
then we are just two ety vessels swapping spit
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Burn That Bridge
Burn that bridge
By: jimmy buffett, michael utley, will jennings
1984
Im not sayin Im scareda you
But your kinda love is somethin new
When I hold you were swayin in the wind
Of all the bridges Ive ever crossed
High and lonesome and wild and lost
I feel this time Ill take it to the end
We dont care what the people may say
If theres a price its the price well pay
Chorus:
And well burn that bridge when we come to it
Burn that bridge when we come to it
Burn that bridge when we come to
Burn it down
Burn it down
We both done our share of runnin around
So we know enough to know the kind of love weve found
Its the real thing and weve got to see it through
Im a singer and a sailor on a midnight sea
(oh captain come and take me on your fantasy)
If were crazy that aint nothin new
cause we dont care what the people may say
If theres a price its the price well pay
Chorus:
And well burn that bridge when we come to it
Burn that bridge when we come to it
Burn that bridge when we come to
Burn it down
Burn it down
Who knows how it started
Who knows it end
The point of no return is waiting
Just around the bend
Chorus:
And well burn that bridge when we come to it
Burn that bridge when we come to it
Burn that bridge when we come to
Burn it down
Burn it down
Chorus:
Yes well burn that bridge when we come to it
Burn that bridge when we come to it
Burn that bridge when we come to
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
Burn it down
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Strategic River
haunting image
glass shattered
view spies
ruin framed
in passion
never write
builds burns into
hair trigger
written explosion
small arms fire
flashes in crossfire
bite the bullet
wounds bleed
blood flow
life draining
grenades bombs
shrapnel zings
bridge storms
battle rages
until river
crossed
held or blown
into arches
empty spanning
air enfolding
spaces allowing
no point connection
union action
expended
collapses in
stalemate
bridge not taken
bridge to far
bridge lost
nothing wrought
no cross over
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Down At The Bridge
I went down to the (? ? ? ? ? )
Didnt really know what I was going for
Must have been a stroke of destiny
Thats a break (into me)? ?
We met in the frozen food section
It was mrs. swanson love connection
Down at the bridge. down down down at the bridge
Down at the bridge. down down down at the bridge
You can really tell a lot about a man
By if he likes his peaches to eat fresh or canned
Does he like tide or prefer wisk
Ive never go to know a guy as good as this
You ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
It was love at first sigh, there was no denying
Down at the bridge. down down down at the bridge
Down at the bridge. down down down at the bridge
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Its not real fast, but it goes real far
Like what I say, wouldnt have it any other way way way
I walk slowly towards you down the aisle
I got this future flash and it made me smile
I knew right then I had better leave or forever hold my peace
Put your grocery bag inside my cart
And I knew Id never get ya out of my heart
Down at the bridge. down down down at the bridge
Down at the bridge. down down down at the bridge
Transcribed by adam longfellow
song performed by by Jewel
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Let's Get Lost
I don't know where I'll go now
To find some beautiful place to get lost
To find some beautiful place to get lost
Burning every bridge that I cross
She said please stay
I pushed her away
But made it die
I had true love
To find some beautiful place to get lost
Burning every bridge that I cross
I wouldn't miss it again
That I couldn't abide
Invited in
I've been outside
And I even care who follows me there
But ill burn every bridge that I cross
To find some beautiful place to get lost
To find some beautiful place to get lost
song performed by by Elliott Smith
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Trust, Is A Bridge...
Trust, Was A Bridge, Between Us
Now, Blown To Bits and Dust!
Scattered Upon Waters of Fear
Too Far Down, To Bring Near
Trust, Was The Bridge, Between Us
Tottering and Unsafe, Due To Rust
Its Base, Was Sinking and Cracked
Cables Snapped, No Getting Back!
Trust, Was A Bridge, Between Us
Used To Stand-Up To Raging Gusts!
We Could Cross Over To Either Side
Hold Onto The Girders … And Stride
Trust, Was The Bridge, Between Us
Repairing It Now … Is A Bust!
So, Can This RelationShip, Sail To Both Shoals
Build A New Bridge, With A Higher Toll?
… Trust … Is A Bridge, Between Us
Guard It Well … This Time, Is A Must …
poem by MoonBee Canady
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The Bridge I Crossed
Very grand was the bridge I crossed,
Forward I marched in the steps of my father;
The world knew a little heaven and hell,
But the lesser crimes were to be committed.
Then the bridge was told to be new,
The effort spoke everyday, like a fortune
And a hell likeable, in front of you;
You are in close proximity to the bomb.
A great bridge had been crossed
By the jeep of speed and velocity;
A jeep is all it needs to arrive at last,
The last sting was made a century ago.
poem by Naveed Akram
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To My Daughter
Probably only one memory
Fragile bridge passed the river rapids
The bridge was really glad
when your feet step on
Stand up on top of tweak
Then the longer it confidently
And finally you can run on it
Maybe you're be able to laugh now
But when you were sad
Don't you forget the bridge
Hold -the bridge it was- necessarily
because the bridge, it was me
(2012)
poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo
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Burning Bridges
Yesterday she thanked me
For oilin that front door
This morning when she wakes
She wont be thankful anymore
Shell never know how much I cared
Just that I couldnt stay
And Ill never know the reason
Why I always run away.
(chorus)
Burning bridges one by one
What Im doin cant be undone
And Im always hoping someday
Im gonna stop this runnin around
But every time the chance comes up
Another bridge goes down.
Last night we talked of old times
Families and home towns
Whe wondered if wed both agree
On where wed settle down
And I told her that wed cross that bridge
Whenever it arrived
Now through the flames I see her
Standin on the other side
*chorus*
Like ashes on the water
I drift away in sorrow
Knowing that the day
My lessons finally learned
Ill be standing at a river
Staring out across tomorrow
And the bridge I need to get there
Will be a bridge that I have burned.
*chorus*
Another bridge goes down
song performed by by Garth Brooks
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I May Have Burned a Bridge
It was believed when I left them,
I had burned a bridge.
But from my point of view...
After receiving their undo discouragement,
For years.
A severing of ties,
Led my steps to fresher air.
And a place they were hesitant to share.
I may have burned a bridge!
However,
It is clear to me I am where I want to be!
And not one wish do I have of moving backward,
To join anyone still living in fear and doubt!
If I knew this would be my experience...
I would have burned that bridge a long time ago!
With the same confidence that motivates me now!
I did not need to cross that bridge with anyone in the first place.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Railway Bridge of the Silvery Tay
Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silvery Tay!
With your numerous arches and pillars in so grand array
And your central girders, which seem to the eye
To be almost towering to the sky.
The greatest wonder of the day,
And a great beautification to the River Tay,
Most beautiful to be seen,
Near by Dundee and the Magdalen Green.
Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silvery Tay!
That has caused the Emperor of Brazil to leave
His home far away, incognito in his dress,
And view thee ere he passed along en route to Inverness.
Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silvery Tay!
The longest of the present day
That has ever crossed o'er a tidal river stream,
Most gigantic to be seen,
Near by Dundee and the Magdalen Green.
Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silvery Tay!
Which will cause great rejoicing on the opening day
And hundreds of people will come from far away,
Also the Queen, most gorgeous to be seen,
Near by Dundee and the Magdalen Green.
Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silvery Tay!
And prosperity to Provost Cox, who has given
Thirty thousand pounds and upwards away
In helping to erect the Bridge of the Tay,
Most handsome to be seen,
Near by Dundee and the Magdalen Green.
Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silvery Tay!
I hope that God will protect all passengers
By night and by day,
And that no accident will befall them while crossing
The Bridge of the Silvery Tay,
For that would be most awful to be seen
Near by Dundee and the Magdalen Green.
Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silvery Tay!
And prosperity to Messrs Bouche and Grothe,
The famous engineers of the present day,
Who have succeeded in erecting the Railway
Bridge of the Silvery Tay,
Which stands unequalled to be seen
Near by Dundee and the Magdalen Green.
poem by William Topaz McGonagall
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The Bridge To Love
Across the bridge there was a girl
I used to watch each day.
She sat alone and never looked,
never glanced my way.
Her beauty was a rare delight
I did not want to miss.
And so I sat and imagined
that we two could kiss.
But lacking courage to approach
I held back and I viewed
that at the same hour every day
something would change her mood.
A woman came to help her stand
and led her from the bridge.
She seemed unhappy as she left
surrounded by green foliage.
One night I gathered all my thoughts
and knew that I would cross
the bridge to where she sat all day
so I'd not feel the loss,
The loss of so much beauty now
that bravery was with me.
And as I crossed she heard my sound.
She looked but could not see.
I placed my hand upon her cheek,
so soft it was to touch.
I hummed a tune which made her smile
and though it was not much
it warmed our hearts, both hers and mine
and so it was we'd meet
everyday upon the bridge
in manner so discreet.
As I look back upon those days
I remember our first kiss.
She touched my face with both her hands
and then there was sweet bliss.
We married and we found a love
that lasted many years.
I lost her not too long ago
and think back on her tears.
For she was always beautiful,
a beauty with such grace
that all she ever wanted was
to see my loving face.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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We are told never to cross a bridge until we come to it, but this world is owned by men who have 'crossed bridges' in their imagination far ahead of the crowd.
The Bridge To Nowhere
We've been crossing a bridge
for way too long.
And every step we're taking
is just plain wrong.
There's nothing on the other side
that's not right here,
just a fool's perception
of what's unclear.
A fool searches for a pot of gold
always where there is none.
And a bridge to nowhere
is the ultimate run
into a place that doesn't exist,
a place that's never, ever been kissed
by the sun, the moon
or the stars in the sky.
So why, why, why cross that bridge?
You'll only find yourself
hung out to dry.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Your Bridge Of Love
The bridge,
Your bridge of love;
We salute you oh kings of Africa! !
The bridge,
Your bridge of love;
We salute you oh queens of Africa! !
And like an Island in Venice;
Nice, price, vice, mice, rice, ice, dice, lice, slice;
But very tantalizing and very vital to ylour heart!
For, this bridge of love is over your house.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Bridget And The Bridge
Young Bridget was a cautious soul,
Not one to risk her all,
She'd rather have her self-control
Than jump up high then fall...
That's why she froze one Summer's day,
When at the bridge she stood...
She didn't trust the stones or clay,
She didn't trust the wood!
While others crossed the bridge ahead,
She watched through gritted teeth,
With one almighty sense of dread
That strengthened disbelief...
Yet there she stood while buses drove,
Full up for all to see,
Her mind, though numbed, for courage strove,
Yet brave she wouldn't be...
So Bridget made her way back home,
As if she had no choice,
As if no more from home to roam,
While she regained her poise...
Though fifty years have come and gone,
The bridge remains quite strong...
While Bridget lived her life alone,
Still asking, 'Was I wrong? '
Denis Martindale, copyright, October 2012.
poem by Denis Martindale
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Never Further Than Thy Cross
Never further than Thy cross,
Never higher than Thy feet;
Here earth’s precious things seem dross,
Here earth’s bitter things grow sweet.
Gazing thus our sin we see,
Learn Thy love while gazing thus,
Sin, which laid the cross on Thee,
Love, which bore the cross for us.
Here we learn to serve and give,
And, rejoicing, self deny;
Here we gather love to live,
Here we gather faith to die.
Pressing onward as we can,
Still to this our hearts must tend;
Where our earliest hopes began,
There our last aspirings end.
Till amid the hosts of light,
We in Thee redeemed, complete,
Through Thy cross made pure and white,
Cast our crowns before Thy feet.
poem by Elizabeth Rundle Charles from The Family Treasury (1860)
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Poem For The Feet Of Polia
they have walked through the gateways
of my eyes
they have climbed the mountains
of my body
they have marched across the desert
of my heart
they have forded the rivers
of my mind
they have penetrated into the dark forest
of my soul
if I were a cannibal I might devour them
if I were Pilate I might crucify them
if I were a sorcerer I might make them vanish away
if I were Neptune I might drown them
if I were a robber I might steal them
but I am a bridge to the sun
bridge leading away from a world of pain
bridge leading away from a night of sin
bridge over the abyss of doubt
bridge for the feet of Polia to the Sun
poem by Harry Crosby
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Floating Bridge
(by sleepy john estes)
Well I never will forget that floating bridge.
Lord I never will forget that floating bridge.
Lord I never will forget that floating bridge.
They tell me five minutes time underwater I was hid.
I was going down and I throwed up my hands.
As I was going down I throwed up my hands.
As I was going down I throwed up my hands,
Saying, please lord, take me on dry land.
Well they carried me in the house and they laid me cross the bed.
Well they carried me in the house, they laid me cross the bed.
Well they carried me in the house, they laid me cross the bed.
I couldnt hear nothing but muddy water running round my head.
Oh my mother often told me, quit playing a bum.
My mother always told me, quit playing a bum.
Lord, my mother always told me, son, quit playing a bum.
Go out somewhere and make a crumb.
All the people on the bridge was screaming and crying.
Well all the people on the bridge was screaming and crying.
All the people on the bridge stood screaming and crying,
Saying, lord have mercy, whers we gwine?
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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Queen Of The Air
There is a dream I used to have
My dream swallowed me whole
There is a bridge where I hate to go
That is where I first saw her
High on the bridge
I seen her red hair shining
There is a girl- I never knew
She was my aunt virginia
They said that she-
She just disappeared
They said I look just like her
High on the bridge I seen her
Dancing, waving to me there
She smiled and raised her head
Then she took to the air
There is a dream I cant escape
My memories come back to me
There is a hell I cant escape
My memories come back to me
I heard the truth about it
Pictures and headlines hidden away
I heard the truth about my real mom
Jumping from the bridge that day
Now I know why ever since
I was 3 years old
Been having the same nightmare
Now I know the truth about virginia
Why she took to the air
song performed by by Everclear
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Bridge To Peace
the bridge to peace
is not constructed from nuclear weapons,
not made of modern technology,
not built out of political jargon,
or religious zeal...
this bridge is dialogue.
only the naked and honest may cross!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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