My 1st puente
In the form of two envelope quintets
This heart has no other blood known than flowed through all past generations linked one-by-one through space and time by ancient Hebrew conversations echoing through flesh and bone ~ ever more so as I've grown ~ This mind has grasped that nothing's known though men cling tight to correlations creating of them gods sublime and altars built on false foundations they worship while I stand alone
d’Verse poetics prompt:
Build a bridge
At d’Verse, poets were instructed to either:
- Write a poem about bridges that uses some form of the word ‘bridge’ in the poem or in the title, or:
- Write a puente (bridge) poem, which does not need to include the word bridge (but it can).
I opted for the 2nd alternative, and decided to make my puente poem out of two envelope quintets. Given the rhyme structure of my poem, I envision it as a suspension bridge.