Week # 45 Bridges.
Imagine bridges,
Twins, each spanning half earth's globe.
Internet blogsphere.
The outstretched hands clasp ___
Grasp the hope for tomorrow.
Friendship embraces peace.
Moonbeams cross river,
Silver path between countries
Takes peaceful journey.
Labels: Bridges, One deep breath
posted by rel at 7:13 PM
19 Comments:
this is nice Rel...very relaxing and great pictures too!
has anyone fixed you a meal yet? Im gonna fed ex a few dinners to you. ;))
so many different bridges here. The last photo os so wonderful!
All these are nice & I especially like the last.
What a wonderfully imaginative post. I love the moon picture...I think moonlight on water is so poetic in itself.
Have a good day.
Sorry I am late Rel. :(
Very hopeful haiku.
Rose
xo
Were it only so simple, and were people only willing.
My favorite is the first one.
loved these, rel, loved these
These are all lovely, Rel! I like the images that accompany your poems as well.
VERY cool indeed :-)
I like the moonlight one best - another thing I will now see as being a bridge.
So many different bridges in this life. All of them can lead to peace and friendship.
I love them. I love the sentiment, and I really love that last photo.
I especially love the blogosphere bridge one. Just perfect.
Bridges...you show here how this word not only means a typical bridge structure but also how we can bridge hope, friendship and peace. Lovely, Rel!! xox
We can only wish!
Hugs Giggles!
So very appropriate for the friendships we forge through the blogosphere! :)
I thought I'd left a comment earlier but it disappeared into the ether so I'll try again - didn't have time to retype it before. I like the haiku you wrote, as usual it wasn't the obvious take on the prompt. My favourite is the moonbeam one, both words and picture.
Kurt Vonnegut was not really my kind of author, I was introduced to him by my American friend's son D and enjoyed some of the books he lent me, they aren't what I would choose for myself though. Just the same it is sad when the life of someone who has brought so much pleasure to so many people comes to an end. Melancholy is a strange thing - to me it isn't entirely unpleasant, not like grief or depression, it's more a feeling of longing for people or places that are now gone but hold happy memories. Thinking of them is sad but nice if you know what I meanI was interested in what you wrote about meeting blogging friends in real life. I've not had that experience but feel torn between the idea that it would be fun to meet with someone I feel I have a lot in common with and the other idea that the real person isn't what I imagined and thereafter I would never think about them in quite the same way. I think though, that if the opportunity arose I would take it albeit with a degree of trepidation.
Hope D is enjoying Spain and that you are coping manfully with your temporary batchelorhood:)
I like them all, but the first one about friendship-that one is so important.
Your words and photo single handedly evoked a single line Haiku within me. I love the bridges you chose to share with us. Thank you, Rel.
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