POEM #13- Golden Gate Bridge

Photo by Anita Dikinme,  Wikimedia Commons

Not quite two weeks ago, Mary Lee Hahn launched a crazy poetry project, "Our Wonderful World." Kevin a.k.a dogtrax (who is a total techno-god and uses a different tool every day to not only create amazing poems, but also presents them in unusual and interesting ways that I so want to try if I survive this darn wonderful challenge) and I, and sometimes others, are trying to write along. Today's wonder is the Golden Gate Bridge. And like most other days, I was totally surprised by the poem, actually two poems, that I wrote.

I started here.

“Bridges”

I’ve crossed the

Golden Gate

Tappan Zee

And Royal Gorge

But I can’t cross
(messing around later: I long for a bridge? Or There is no bridge/to cross?)

the chasm

separating

me from you.

© Carol Wilcox 2014

And ended up here:

“Bridge”

San Francisco

and Sausalito

separated by

fifty mile long

ocean arm

Engineers use

one million tons

of concrete

enough steel cable

to wrap round earth

three times

Twenty ton

steel beams

overcome

brutal winds,

tide and fog

loss of life

to construct

two mile long bridge

250 feet above

choppy bay waters

Building the Golden Gate

seems ever 

so much easier

than bridging

the chasm

between

me

and

you.

© Carol Wilcox 2014