Category: Architecture

Bridges

Across the impassable forbidding
I open myself wide
To possibility
Begin to see the bridges
With my heart
With my spirit

Only when I resist the name a thing has been given
Can I discover the true nature of the thing

I am moved most

By the things we
     construct
     create
     imagine

For
     love
     grace
     beauty
     meaning

Utility
Matters little
To me

Except
In a tool
For creation

I take the old roads
The back roads
The scenic routes
In the off-season

I love the places
Which carry the past
Into the present

Better still, the places where
Past and present co-exist

Without need for justification

In the darkness
Sweeping light
So sidle by
Serrated shore
Escorted in
Safe harbour
Waits

I like to reminisce
About
Times I never lived

They seem to be much
Grander
Than the times I’m living now

I create them like
A dream
All lofty and sublime

Believing there’s
A truth
To the beauty of the lie

To explore other worlds
I must cross the boundaries
I’ve erected to contain my own

A broken heart
Cares not
Whether the beloved
Wears a crown
Or a t-shirt
And dungarees

The world seems
No smaller, no larger
As it crashes down

I soar
In the presence
Of grace and elegance

Beloved’s paean expressed
In exquisite
Architectural glory

Brought to ground
By notes of sorrow
Though beauty undiminished

The beauty of an amber sky
Belies a failure
Of political will
And the premature deaths
Of millons