4/30
time isn’t linear at all. broken
hearts know this truth. concentric
circles might be closer. i drive
into the rice fields to see myself
riding bareback, kicking up dirt
into the water. cranes take flight
scared by hoofbeats and hollering—
‘your eyes can be so cruel,
just as i can be so cruel.’ vultures
watch me traveltime, hissing
‘you don’t belong here anymore.’
i know. circling, i turn back.
More short poems:
1/30: not my cat
2/30: comfort
3/30: ache
Bridgette Tales 
Very poignant message here, paired with those fab photos – especially the vultures in silhouette! 🙂 Powerful nostalgic verses, Bridgette ❤
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Thank you so much, Tom. You always brighten my day with your kind and thoughtful comments. I’m feeling quite stuck at the moment and I’m trying desperately to write my way out.
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Really captures that dusty nostalgia of long ago – beautifully written!
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That’s what I was going for. I wish I had a photo of me riding bareback through the rice fields but I always went alone and we didn’t have cellphones then. But I was happy to find that photo of me. I look so young. Isn’t it weird how we feel like the same person? Time really does feel like it loops, overlapping maybe. I’m still her, yet I’m not.
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Love this ‘circular’ moment.
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Thank you ❤️
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Loved this! ❤
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Thank you so much!
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time is a circle
returned round and round
we found
the time
no dime
ten is heaven
on earth then
thus the mirth
that moved to earth
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Beautifully said ❤️
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you were the inspiration with a fantastic post and pics.
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You are so kind!
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sometimes
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Bridgette I love your poetry. It is always so full of emotion and yet elegant at the same time. Have fun at Lizzo. 🙂
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Thank you! I’m so excited. Only two more sleeps and I will be breathing the same air as Lizzo. I can’t even believe it.
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All worthy of praise and pleasure, seeing and reading. The photos, well dear friend, you already have “the knack” – fresh seeing is what I say. I also remember not so long ago, how new, unsure you felt with writing. I’ve said before and I see you now, again, coming close, finding your own voice – there is such a thing and you’re well growing it. I am pleased for you. Encouraged with my own doubts, letting go for better fields.
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You are so kind, Neil! Thank you for seeing me. Yes, I think the only way to understand our voice is to write, write, write and then write some more. My poems only a few months ago were so much clunkier than they are now. It makes me excited to think what I might be capable of in the next 10 years. Who knows? All I do know is that I will keep writing.
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Your images work so well with your words, Bridgette. ‘Time isn’t linear at all’
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Thank you! Sometimes I write a poem and then take a photo to go with it, but this time it happened at the same time. I was really upset and drove to my old rice field hang out spot, cried with the cranes, took some photos, and the words came. Healing is weird.
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It really resonated as though your emotion was still in the images and words.
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Lovely depiction of memories.
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I’m so glad you think so! Thank you.
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Oh Bridgette…what a declaration…”you don’t belong here anymore!” Love your photos and your memories of ‘when.’ 🥰🙏😍💖✨ Sweet!
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Thank you! Yes, we don’t belong in the past. I’m not the same girl who rode horses in the rice fields, although I feel the same in some way. I’ve changed a lot and I need to keep facing forward.
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There you go girlfriend. Keep moving forward. Cheers! 😊🙏🏼🤗
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You really are producing some stellar work, Bridgette. 🌻 Do you have a poetry collection available?
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I’ve only been writing poetry about a year and I’ve got a ways to go before I’ll feel ready to publish a collection. Thank you for the kind words!
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You’re off to an inspiring start. 🌼
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Fantastic & lovely words written in short poem.
“time isn’t linear at all. broken
hearts know this truth. concentric
circles might be closer”.!
Excellent photography.
Beautiful your youngest horse riding picture. You always inspire emotional word written., Bridgette!
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Thank you so much for the kind words. ❤️
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You are most welcome! 👍
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You continue to wear your heart on your sleeve with your words! Love the photos!
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Thank you for seeing me. ❤️
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Beautiful composition. Loved it. ❤❤❤😊😊😊
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How kind! Thank you.
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