Day 28, NaPoWriMo


Golden Gate Bridge(iron worker atop the Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco)

Golden, magic bridge:

your artisans so wondrous

filling up the sky

Golden Gate bridge two

A bridge is a powerful metaphor. Your poem could be about a real bridge or an imaginary or ideal bridge. It could be one you cross every day, or one that simply seems to stand for something larger – for the idea of connection or distance, for the idea of movement and travel and new horizons.

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