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Solstice Crossing
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Solstice Crossing |
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Carol Luna Member
since 2001-12-06
Posts 55 |
I almost didn't go. I started the car, reached for my keys and my Virginia Slims, pulled my hair up under my son's baseball cap and took off. The road was painted with cold, wet leaves. Rain was dripping steadily on the windshield and the radio station offered some classic mix from the seventies. I headed south past Mill Rd. to where the city noise fades and the farms and fields spread out something like a Rockwell painting. I knew it was about ten minutes up ahead, as constant as the next sunrise. The old creek bridge. As many times in the past, I pulled over and walked out, just far enough away from it to feel in control. My spirit woman began crying "Go on, taunt me, tease me, mock me, you know I won't cross you, not now, but someday I will." Have to cross that bridge someday. I watch the cars pass me, humming over as if it is nothing at all. No problem for others. They sail past to where they are going without a thought. I light up another cigarette and walk toward it. I'm a bit closer today than I was yesterday. It's a cold form, steel, covered in hatred, bitterness and pain. It stinks, this bridge. I curse it beneath my breath and then I scream, "I hate you, you've robbed me of so much but I will cross you." I return to the car just in time to hear the weather report. Snow coming soon. I pray the weight of it buries that bridge and they put in a new highway in time for spring. Carol Luna ~give me peace, no matter what the cost~ [This message has been edited by Carol Luna (12-19-2001 07:30 PM).] |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
Interesting story . . . waiting for the next chapter, or two. ??? |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Gosh Carol, this is quite the story....great imagery here. ~Hugs, Nancy~ *~ Wishing you all a magical Christmas ~* |
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Carol Luna Member
since 2001-12-06
Posts 55 |
Krawdad, Nancy, thank you. The bridge is a metaphor for something I am struggling with. Carol Luna |
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