Bridge – A Tanka

You reach out to me

Beckoning across water

Pleading with your eyes

To bridge the gap of anger

But fog hides the other side

This prompt was written for Patrick’s Pic and a Word Challenge #167 – Bridges.

This picture is from a trail I ran about two years ago with one of my good running friends, Nada. It was a new trail that she wanted to check out so we decided to be adventurous on one of our long runs.

The trail was somewhat remote and followed the Susquehanna River. It meandered through corn fields then lush trees. At one point, train tracks followed parallel to the path. The trail abruptly ended at a hunting camp in a small town (that explained the gun fire we also heard along the path). We ran a few miles in the quiet town then headed back.

The bridge was a surprise when we came out of the corn fields and rounded a corner. The path was right against the river and went under the bridge. It was a beautiful sight, emerging from the mist!

I love runs like this! Good company makes the miles fly by! Connecting with people – bridging gaps – is one of the wonderful things about running. You really get to know someone after 15+ miles running along side them.

Maybe next time I’m having an argument with someone, I’ll invite them for a run….

©️ iido 2019

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