A bridge I saw once at dusk.

The dusky sunlight shown on the gleaming gray metal

Could just barely see the lights blinking at the tops of the supports

The bridge mirrored in the lavender and purple water’s reflection

The sky back-dropped it in purple, violet, and lavender hues

The sun sank lower in the evening sky and changes began to take place

Lights flickered on inside the causeway, emerald and sea green

Venus became visible, while violet at the horizon became more pronounced

City lights came on little by little to paint a tapestry back-drop

The lights began to dance on the water as it stirred

Then the warm air came in contact with the cold water . . .

Fog obscured the perfect view. . .

 

Palestrya    03/27/11

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  • Joie Schmidt on Apr 17, 2011

    So wonderful!!

    Blessings.

    Sincerely,

    -Joie Schmidt.

  • Palestrya on Apr 17, 2011

    A vision I remembered about the Verazona Narrows bridge when I was in Queens NY from 1984 . . .

  • Milton H Peebles III on Apr 17, 2011

    I don’t think Big Rigs are allowed on that bridge. But your description fits other bridges I have seen.

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