I Write On A Bridge To Nowhere

A place to write whatever pops into your mind no matter how frivolous. 62 People

    Alone or With Others My foundation

    and my past met my today yesterday was more gracious to the possibilities than the posturing possibilities were to the builder The "in between" hovered threatening to steal the Now But Now pressed in with mountain pose and the heart rose to meet the sky as stretch and release...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    3 Responses Jan 20, 2014

    Burning Bridges?

    Bridges are not the only way to get past a body of water. So if you are a bridge burner keep in mind there are swimmers, rafts, boats, & airplanes. Sometimes a person just waving from the other side can still be seen through the smoke.
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    1 Response May 1, 2013

    Up, Down And All Around - Recent Dialogues

    "I haven't seen you in awhile." "I have been out on leave for three months" ________________________________ "How have you been?" "Up, Down & All Around" ________________________________ "I wondered where you were" "I apologize I don't remember you...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    1 Response May 23, 2013

    Flight Interference

    helping or allowing an opportunity for harm thoughts laced with pain and doubt, and only two paths to choose from both of which land in a field of pain She sits alone under the stars wings too heavy to fly away
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    1 Response Dec 10, 2012

    Just An Invisible Line

    I was reading an old post by Jimmyrudyjump, a confession really, about Time and it got me to thinking about time. I have serious issues with time both as a definer of schedule and as a hard reality in the movement of life. I have found time isnt just the movement of the hands...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    1 Response Dec 14, 2012

    Out Of The Box

    Thoughts flowing free possibilities abounding I run through the days Happy to be free of the obligation to fix it Sunshine, wind, or gusting rain Life is easier and lighter Driving, swimming, moseying... Forward I go Into the undiscovered
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    5 Responses Oct 7, 2012

    "Whats This Life For?"

    When everything is spinning around meand all my strongholds are bending or breaking...I wonder:What's This Life For - Creed Hurray for a childThat makes it throughIf there's any wayBecause the answer lies in youThey're laid to restBefore they've known just what to doTheir souls...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    May 18, 2013

    Suspended

    So much work left behind So much I built up now declined This "healing" it feels like dying Dying I would not resist so much This reconfiguration of thought and vision It feels like everything is crammed together All feeling and thought only to be ******** off So many...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    2 Responses Jun 10, 2013

    Line Of Trees

    She stared into The line of trees across the lake Then up into the blue sky overhead The clouds reminded her of friends   As they sat under the trees that were no more Vines crawled up and down - covering the remains Shadows danced across the lake and birds...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    Aug 3, 2013

    Past The Bridge

    the pavement pounds under her feet as she walks throughthe light dancing around her... pink - orange - greenlooking up - the blue shifts back and forth to green amd then whitethinking of walls and floors...  cars and tablespeople who have walked through and driven awaythe...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    3 Responses Oct 4, 2012

    Gateway

    Falling off the bridge into the foam,Cascading up and down for months,Never completely immersed,Though it looks as if I jumpedI know an accident sent me to the edge of the bridgeOnce there staring down into foamand clear spots that showed my reflectionIt has been hard to see...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    2 Responses Oct 13, 2013

    Pain In The Heart

    "Remember that time you made sure I got dialysis and stayed here? That is what I am here to do for you today," she said to her estranged husband sitting in the hospital bed.
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    1 Response May 25, 2013

    Shelter from the Storm Cold icy morning Why

    do you remind how much I need? Why do you mock my attempts at oneness? I do not want to need anyone else I would die quick alone in the elements I know we live on the foundation of others I know the quilt of society is woven in the cradle and denied at the burst of the...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    3 Responses Jan 12, 2015

    Rediscovering My Words

    I was in the blue circle with a few other students surrounding my first grade teacher as she explained the "reading code" - the secret to everything. I sat on the edge of the bed listening to my mother read with my sister. She was struggling and I got up and read the passage. I...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    2 Responses Aug 1, 2013

    In The Calm After The Storm

    I walk through the ruins dodging the refuse It is strangely quiet here Part of me loves the solitude The other part of me misses the chaos and the life I left behind Walking thru the ruins a wrecked car a broken door mattresses on sale lost boys jumping off...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    2 Responses Dec 27, 2012

    Stubbornly Staring Into The Mist

    In the midst on the bridge I sit my feet dangling over the frothy edge somewhere - everywhere there are boxes to open and grief and forgiveness to be dealt with Somehow a bottle looks more attractive I sit alone after decades staring at that bottle all I want is the foam...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    2 Responses Apr 18, 2013

    In An Instant...

    Two hands meet on a door handle,Students gather to rally in a town square, A mother drops her daughter off at camp,A girl walks up the bus steps and into your life,The eyes of two souls meet across a crowded room, A young women posts a cry for help on a question board, An...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    2 Responses Dec 21, 2012

    Lid Slamming Response A curmudgeon doesn't

    like being sick. A curmudgeon doesn't like other people saying it is up to you I will come see you if you want me to. A curmudgeon wants to be left alone in their own sickness happily commiserating under their own garbage lid like Oscar himself. If you aren't brave enough to...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    1 Response Dec 7, 2013

    April 17, 1932

    Today is my birthfather's birthday. I will go visit his grave - where I know he isn't - and leave flowers I know he would prefer I didn't. He was an incredible man. He was an artist, an advertising agent by trade, and a great father. He loved to dance and read. He loved Dr Seuss...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    1 Response Apr 17, 2013

    Bridges

    I like to write for no apparent reason. Someone recently told me no one cares what you write or where you write it; however... It works for me so I will continue anyway. Often times my brain is on over drive and just the act of slowing down my thoughts to the sad speed of my...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    1 Response Jul 7, 2012

    Forward

    Safe deep inside she stirs somehow knowing the space has gotten too small She works away at the encasement which used to provide safety but now threatens to suffocate her. She breaks off pieces that she wonders if she should be trying to save, She savors each new...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    3 Responses Dec 5, 2012

    Life After Chocolate Cake

    I always wondered what I should rename my biography after LemonySnickett stole my original title: "A Series of Unfortunate Events"I think I have decided on Life after Chocolate Cake. This would give mylife layers that could be broken up into Chapters - Such as:Life before...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    4 Responses Aug 3, 2012

    Another Wall...

    Yesterday, I realized I could sit in my apartment all day sulking or I could get out and live. I would have preferred to stay in; however, my son had a doctor's appointment. I lost my thoughts in some music on the drive to the doctor.  However, when I turned the corner...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    Jul 25, 2012

    Out Of The Fog

    I have been here in the fog and mist on the bridge for months waiting for my chance to move on. I am starting to see some light peeking through the thick fog. The other day I saw what seemed to be a door open on one end and then a rift opened on the other side the next day. Why...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    2 Responses Jul 29, 2013

    Facts About Truth and Reality

    What is "real"? Perhaps what we see and do, and who we are is a merely our limited perspective of what is the true solid reality. I take medication so I will not have hallucinations - so I will not see what is not there. It takes away from my ability to sense what is really...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    1 Response Jul 2, 2013

    Story Sharing

    “If you are a dreamer come inIf you are a dreamer a wisher a liarA hoper a pray-er a magic-bean-buyerIf you're a pretender com sit by my fireFor we have some flax golden tales to spinCome in!Come in!”-   Shel Silverstein
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    1 Response Sep 11, 2013

    Be Yourself

    ...everyone else is already taken." Oscar Wilde It is a high challenge only a precious few have afforded me. The people who have touched my heart the most have been encouragers of self. I find it difficult, and others often think it disingenuous when I mention that; but I...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    2 Responses Nov 27, 2012

    Unabridged

    Not the flooding... not the glow of the sunset or the "stars on thars"... could not take away who she really was the one who joyed in the blessings others called failure the one who knew her own imperfection was part of the plan for only a reflection can show the...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    3 Responses Aug 13, 2012

    Diving Back In

    Done staring at the foam, Done pouring my poison, Done believing grief is ever over, Done arguing with ones I will always love, I am ready to dive off the bridge and swim again, mother again, work again, play again pray again If I sink to the bottom I will drop my...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    2 Responses May 1, 2013

    In My Open Hand

    There are offerings I have been given by those with whom I have shared love and some gifts I gave away which have been returned still I hold my hand open- no longer to grasp or let go There are other people's gifts they refused to notice and left behind and some...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    Dec 30, 2012
    ambroseguy80 ambroseguy80
    46-50, M
    2 Responses May 1, 2013

    All I Own...

    I find myself inspired to write it all down. But I won't... I would never do that. You know why? Because I have... I have restraint and the ability to act as if.... One of the most valuable gifts and greatest hurdles a survivor can have is to be able to act as if nothing...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    1 Response Jul 17, 2012

    Looking At Me Thru The Glass

    I see me through my eyes, looking back at the stranger I have become Thinking when and how did I pull on the thread? You know the thread that if one pulls unravels the entire sweater
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    2 Responses Jun 22, 2013

    Precious Moments

    "You should go home and sleep. He will never remember you were here.," the nurse said to me."He needs me here now," I told her, "Now is all we may have and I don't plan to waste it sleeping."It had been a hellish two weeks of testing and monitoring. At that moment my son was tied...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    Nov 20, 2012

    Losing My Religion - R.E.M.

    Recently I have been struggling with a spiritual issue more openly again - being stuck between a spiritual rock and a hard place one could say. The place I can't get past with God himself. It is arrogant I know, but it is also true. The day I dreamt of my angel over ten years...
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    2 Responses Mar 28, 2013

    Lazy Sunday Morning

    Waking to the gentle voice of my grandsonkind words from friends, far and nearHot coffee and surprisingly gentle warm December breezeold music and older terms of endearmentbeautiful art and precious moments of restcounting my blessingson a lazy Sunday Morning
    jenvice jenvice
    46-50, F
    2 Responses Dec 2, 2012

    Goodbye: My friends I bid you farewell.

    I know I haven’t been on EP regularly in quite some time but such is life as it is. I hold a special place in my heart for each of you I have met here in EP. I am grateful that EP was here when I needed this sanctuary in my life. I hope you all travel well through your...
    ksunbiz ksunbiz
    41-45, M
    Mar 24
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