These bridges you have thus built
and those you keep on building
are the ones we can always cross
from which pebbles we can toss
and watch their ripples downstream
crossing over into our once upon dream
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: to a friend, ajr, who is gradually slipping away on the river of dementia
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- Users favorite of this poem: Tristan Robert Lange, Cheeky Missy, Damaso, Alan R
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Comments13
This poem resonates deeply—bridges as symbols of connection, memory, and the gentle impact of our actions. I love how you capture both the tangible and the fleeting—the pebbles we toss, the ripples they leave, and the way they merge with dreams. There’s something quietly powerful in the idea that what we build (and keep building) remains a passage, even into the past. Beautifully crafted!"
Thanks MR, your review is much appreciated 🙏🏻🕊️
Slippping away with Dementia.I know the feeling. My Father suffered that and he just didn't recognise anyone in the family. A kindly written poem.Well done
Yes, we have had our run ins within our family circle as well. Thanks so much, 🙏🏻🕊️
Your author's note gives greater meaning to this poem that uses common metaphors to build a new image and feeling of far greater proportions. Very nicely stated my friend
thanks Soren. I forgot to insert the image that went with the poem. Let me do that.🕊️🙏🏻
Forgot to work on a reduced image to load up at posting. Here it is now.
Hope that worked out. The stone/rock was somewhat larger than what a pebble would be. 🪨
A lovely write to a friend who is suffering from probably one of the worst ways to die, wish them peace
I agree, it is so heartbreaking and protracted suffering and struggle all around 🕊️🙏🏻
I wish them all the best
Thank you so much PL/TN🕊🙏🏻
No worries
Good write, arqious.
Thanks Jerry, you are most appreciated 🕊️🙏🏻
Superb
Thanks Thomas 🙏🏻🕊
Oh, my dear friend. I am sorry to hear this. What a profound poem not only honoring your friend, but our memories as a whole. As someone who has worked with people who have dementia of various kinds, I cherish this poem. Bless you. 🌹👏
Yeah, it’s got a personal meaning when it gets like that. Thanks mate 🕊🙏🏻
You are mist welcome, friend!
This is so beautiful. It softly glides in musicality and rhythm. Excellent piece!
Thanks rrodriguez on your initial response to my poems. You are most appreciated 🙏🏻🕊️
Thanks for the Fave @Cheeky Missy🕊️🙏🏻
Those bridges are so important in our lives arqios.
Andy
( My wife died from dementia so I know all about it, may your friend find peace.)
Thank you for your affirming words, Andy. And peace is something we all can have a doze of all around. 🕊️🙏🏻
It is really painful when we see our friends in such a state and hope that there is some cure available for them. A very sensitive subject handled beautifully
Thanks Safina. Words are not always ready nor willing in sensitive subjects such as this. You are most appreciated.🕊️🙏🏻
yes - it's difficult at times to even broach such subjects, leave alone discuss them
glad you wrote about it
And glad you have given it time in its reading, thought and expression here. 🙏🏻🕊️
this deserves sympathy, empathy and caring..in today's world, people find it hard to spare time , though it is really crucial for the other person..
So true, slightly sad but also hopeful 🙏🏻🕊️
hope does spring eternal in the human breast - so let's stay positive, though practical too
have a great day
such a beautiful poem
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