Poetry challenge #13: Bridges

This week’s challenge was going to be a new short poetry form, but Branwell died on Monday and my thoughts have been running along different lines since then. Monday was a day of apocalyptic storms, lashing rain, hail, black cloud, and fierce gusts of wind. Yesterday was more of the same. In between the storms, I went out for a walk, and saw Branwell’s rainbow. In the second photo you can just make out a second rainbow, fading, that wasn’t noticeable to the naked eye. David Bowie’s, I suppose. There’s also a rather strange effect in the photos, as if the rainbow is holding back the cloud, or giving a glimpse of bluer skies beyond.

The challenge this week is to write a short poem on the theme of bridges. You can use the photos as inspiration, or simply your own thoughts about mortality, crossings, and rebirth or not. I had already written a short poem on this theme on Monday, but have added another one, a sept, below.




Takes you

Bright prism

To otherworld

Through the tears

Beyond pain



Remember, you have a whole week to create something. Post your poem or the link in the comments. I’d love to read them.


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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

58 thoughts on “Poetry challenge #13: Bridges”

  1. Those rainbows are other worldly beautiful, Jane.
    Again–I’m so sorry for your loss.
    I’m going to try to get to this challenge, but I have to finish a work assignment first this week.

      1. It wouldn’t be possible to live with that intensity of grief. The number of animals, not to mention people I have grieved over in my life—if it didn’t fade I’d never be able to get out of bed in the mornings.


    1. Thank you, Chris. Just a cat. It seems stupid getting upset over a cat when there’s so much human suffering in the world, but hearts are like that. They don’t differentiate.

      1. Well, that’s the way we feel 🙂 We’ll still be seeing him and his great big paws, hearing him roaring for food, wondering is that Branwell on the roof fighting, for a long time to come.


  2. Crossing

    My eyes skim across the chuck,
    sweep over the distant shore,
    scan the scrunches of land
    reaching above the lingering fog,
    longing for the bright, bursting sky

    We often rise above these moments,
    find structures, systems, passageways
    to help move us across this painful gulf,
    and, all the while, embrace a lightness
    that lifts us just beyond our sorrow.

    returns us home,
    returns us to the other side.

  3. Thank you for this topic Jane, inspired by very sad circumstances, but as you would be the first to say, it is part of life–Part of life that I want to reflect on more. Anyway, I ended up with a brief snippet from my thoughts, which will link up in several hours.

  4. I finally wrote you a poem… its kind of a quatern thing with some extra rhyming thingies and a refrain, bit of a mash-up, really, you know me, never one to follow rules…

    The Bridge

    I know not why I brought you here
    O’er a bridge of wishes and sighs
    Wise in all youth’s folly, I fear
    We’re broken, sundered by life’s lies.

    Around the lake, widdershins, thrice
    I know not why I brought you here
    Tears fall for you in paradise
    Sacrifice all to hold you near.

    Hissed incantations disappear
    Breathless, waiting, I’m frightened, shy
    I know not why I brought you here
    Dreary, the days beyond goodbye.

    Spectral shade, dark entity sly
    Formless ghost so cold, so severe
    Mere memory will too soon fly.
    I know not why I brought you here

      1. Well, that’s probably not the F-word I’d use to describe it, lol! It certainly wasn’t the F-word I was using last night when I was trying to fit it all together lol! But it worked in the end. At least, it does for me. I was determined not to let you down again.

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