Hostage Poem by B. V. Dahlen

Hostage



The trestle bridge stands
outlined by the filtered shadows
traversing the creek that slides
like oiled pewter through it’s concrete shanks

The wooden ties retreat
curled and twisted across the span
and vanish into the ravenous
scowl of a repellent tunnel

Choked echoes return
from damp obstacles within
and skittering sounds rasp my courage
and will to enter

A vague ray glints in the void
Hinting of paths beyond
But fear barricades me
From the sunlit side of the mountain

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B. V. Dahlen

B. V. Dahlen

Hampton Roads, Virginia USA
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