Joyce Chelmo

Bridge Of Sighs - Poem by Joyce Chelmo

As a child I often found myself
under the old iron bridge
that crossed the Shagawa River,
skipping flat stones
across cool waters.

A place of solace,
where I could escape
daily pressures.

Enchanted by the power
of the river's flow.
Captured by the enigma
of its depths.

It was a cool musty place
with the fragrance
only a river creates.

The only sounds;
the hollow crunch
of my footsteps
on those shale stones
that lined the river bank,
sound of the flow,
and the echo of my sighs.

Comments about Bridge Of Sighs by Joyce Chelmo

  • (5/24/2006 7:45:00 PM)

    i like this for the impact of memeories that it creates, i can rememeber, being like 6 or so, voyaging to the creek that was up the road, and trying to catch crawdads, without slipping to the muck. the smell, the enjoyment of a little boy venturing, the solitude that the creek provided. excellent write. thanks (Report) Reply

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  • (5/22/2006 8:40:00 PM)

    This one has the feel of a haiku...or perhaps the type of poetry that haiku came out word unnecessary or out of place...creating both a very clear image and an emotional response! Beautiful!

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  • (5/4/2006 3:41:00 AM)

    Very evocative: I could almost smell the river! (Report) Reply

  • (4/27/2006 11:22:00 AM)

    Both a beautiful poem, and, for me, frightening...I honestly hope I die before I get old, because I know when I've started looking back at my childhood with some kind of sentiment, I've grown old. (Report) Reply

  • (4/26/2006 3:45:00 PM)

    Thank you guys... I can still close my eyes and go back there.
    Im kind of a tomboy so I could skip stones with the best of them.

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  • (4/25/2006 12:01:00 AM)

    Joyce, Our childhoods have such a wealth of precious memories, gems, facets of ourselves to draw upon-and what better a place and time, than an old bridge, cool, deep waters, skipping stones. The hush of the world and the aching quiescence. the crunch of your shoes becomes so vivid. Thanks, Phillip (Report) Reply

  • (4/20/2006 4:02:00 PM)

    It was a cool musty place
    with the fragrance
    only a river creates.

    I know exactly what you mean, nature can be so powerful with so much for the senses to feed from, A beautiful write, Love Duncan
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  • (4/18/2006 10:27:00 PM)

    I'm not familiar with his collection. But I know about the bridge now. I didn't
    when I wrote the poem though. There is also a song written with this title,
    another thing I learned after I wrote this. This is my oldest poem and the most
    revised poem I ever wrote as well.
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  • (4/18/2006 9:35:00 PM)

    Are you familiar with the actual 'Bridge of Sighs, ' the same title of S. Orlen's collection? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 18, 2006

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