Friday, September 15, 2017

I Crossed A Bridge to Parody vs Original - Stairs 
One man faces his bridge 
Another man faces his his stairs 


I Crossed A Bridge (poem) 

I crossed a bridge that wasn’t there
And from their perches voices stare
In emptiness so much to share
If one could speak they wouldn’t dare
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I sit on stairs not meant to climb
We witness to some long lost crime
And wonder why the church bells chime
To moments safely held in time
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I unlock doors that never close
I ask them why I get a pose
I thought we’d share a last repose
I dreamt dreams were bright lit suppose
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I crossed a bridge not made by me
Behind are doors that will not free
Ahead a world of what’s to be
With all the bridges they will see 


Through a confused world a man finds his way home in this poem. This seems like  simple rhyme. Each line is a metaphor. A hint to what's going on happened at the end of the third stanza. This poem is written in iambic octameter. (Eight beats of weak followed by strong pulses.) In the forth line of the third stanza the iambic pulse is broken. 

I did have a pretty amazing life, but there was a big question mark. I went to college to be music teacher. One year before I graduated, I was told there would not be a future for music teachers. I was a pretty good singer and song writer. My partner and I got an audition at Fantasy Records. Days before the audition, my partner fell apart (family problems). My photographer career ended when Arlene became self conscience about the models. And so it was with all the opportunities that came my way. Let's skip ahead a couple of decades. To be a Freemason a man was assigned a personal mentor. He would help the candidate memorize his obligations and make sure he understood the basic framework of Masonry. All that changed in 2005 when Fred Nielsen and I introduced a new system.It was the Masonic Information Night. One night a week were any Mason could learn. It is open to anyone, but the rituals are only shared with Masons. The classes proved more effective in advancing men, sharing information and getting men involved. After leading these classes for four years, it was time to turn these classes over to the structure of Freemasonry. I was outside the building at the time. All I had been through has brought me to this.

Life is a riddle. What does it all mean? Why do things happen as they do? We could get lost in theories. There is one truth. It is there in the mirror. It is us. We are the the answer to all that happened to us.  We could go back through our memories to our childhood. We could explore our feelings towards our parents. But we can never fully know them. Then there are those ever changing memories. So it is with all things. All that was; All that happened brought us here.  Pretty amazing, when we think about it. And here is where our life's answers lie. (This doesn't mean not to use facts information, leads out there to help us.) For now, here we are, The product of all that happened to us. A reason enough to Enjoy.


Need some more clues: The Tallest Man on Earth  "the Dreamer" 

Let's cross the bridge to silliness 


The Untouchables was a 1987 film directed by Brian De Palma staring Kevin Costner and Robert De Niro; In the film federal agent Eliot Ness sets out to stop Al Capone; because of rampant corruption, he assembles a small, hand-picked team.
Let's climb the stairs with Antonio Maria Da Silva AMDSFilms to something different. "PARODY VS ORIGINAL. EP1. MOVIE MASHUP. AMDSFILMS." 


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We must let go of the life we have planned, 
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Joseph Campbell



33 comments:

  1. Hello, I love the poem and the quote. I think sometimes plans work out, other times life is all over the place. I do enjoy looking back over the memories. Thanks for sharing. Happy Friday, enjoy your day and weekend!

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    1. Hello to you. So happy you liked.
      Appreciate your thoughts.Thank you.
      Enjoy

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  2. Enjoyed the poem! Happy Friday!
    Lisa

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  3. A little life lie may be a win. A riddle all around it would seem.

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    1. Pat, you certainly have a way with words.
      Thank you for all you do.

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  4. Enjoyed this journey through metaphor Martin, thanks fordropping by mu blog

    much love...

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    1. Very happy you enjoyed.
      You make it a pleasure to visit your blog.
      Thank you

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    1. Thank you for your delightful compliment.

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  6. Life is a journey. And our map of the future is unreliable at best.

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    1. Wonderfully expressed.
      Thank you for leaving your thoughts.

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  7. What a fascinating and mysterious poem. Life can indeed take many paths...

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    1. You enjoyed it, did you.
      Thank you for expressing your feelings.

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  8. It is amazing how everything we go through and all of our abilities wind up being used at some point in our lives.......life prepares us for the work we are to do. I always love your stories, Martin.

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    1. Isn't it amazing, indeed.
      Thank you so much for the wonders of life you share.

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  9. Life is, indeed, a riddle formed by all the bits of us. Making sense of all we are is almost an impossibility, but yes... there are those little moments that seem to explain everything.

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    1. So well put, thank you very much.
      I do so appreciate you chiming in.

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  10. I enjoyed reading your poem and the explanation. Well done, you are a good poet.

    We are to blame for a lot of things that happen to us, but other influences come into play.

    Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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    1. Thank you for your compliments. Glad to know you enjoyed.
      Good to get your perspective.

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  11. yip, we are a compilation of every sight, sound, taste, smell, emotion, effect from every day we have lived, and we are fine, and everything will be okay, and today is today and I love it here too, happy weekend Martin

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    1. Someone is enjoying a great day.
      Thank you for for this gift of your inspiring thoughts.
      Dream on...

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  12. Your thoughts are so well expressed in the poem...such a well written one....I think this one is my favourite so far....!

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  13. An excellent poem to read Martin. Very thought provoking.

    Yvonne.

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    1. Glad that you enjoyed. Thank you.
      Great to see you back.

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  14. Ahead a world of what’s to be
    With all the bridges they will see

    The world is not forgiving at all. A lot of uninvited problems and these are expected to persist!

    Hank

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    1. The world can indeed present challenges. That is why, at the end of the day, we can sit as kings.
      Thank you for sharing your insight.

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  15. I like the structure of the poem and the challenge it poses. Thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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    1. Thank you for dropping by and the smiles.
      I am following you.

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  16. Sometimes we really don't see the 'open door', it takes a while when things shift in our close environment... I like how you connect with your muse...

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    1. Thank you. I appreciate your excellent thoughts on this matter.
      Is that the truth.

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