Over the Bridge

***

In the forest


Past the edge of town


A Troll lives under a bridge


A nasty hopping troll


No tourist here


Hops fast over the hedge


He frowns and furrows his brow


And examines tracks in the dirt

Says to himself


“Who passed here?!


How’d they get by


Without me knowing?


It makes me mad


and I feel hurt”


*


A hunched and greasy Troll


Squished through branches of the hedge


Claw caught his arm


Tree-nails scratching flesh


But the plant didn’t care


“Home needs repair”


He seethed and scrambled down the bank


Attacked the cliff as if it was stairs


“Why won’t the passerby help me out?


It really isn’t fair”


*


The troll seemed unsettled


For all of time


Follows uneven ground


Down to the stream


He shuffled and slid


Rocks tumble and skid


Chasing the forest


Madly into a dream


Found some refuge


Curled in the base of a tree


No one amused


They thought his rock free


As if he used grime


As a ruse to confuse


*


Grime and filth of roads


We creep along


Folk jump lines


Squashing trolls like toads


Can’t wait for a new day


“More! More!”


Humans cry


Glazed eyes


Troll stares


into a thoughtless sky


Reaching out to catch clouds’


Gold and silver lining


Grace finds


Fallen angels flying


By sharing psyche


Divining


*


Out of the sky


As if from a cocoon


The grim Troll was greeted by wings

On fire


Inspired


To take him higher


And never again to sink


Was it truth, justice or human equity?


Or was it another wild delusion?


Free living or a dragon


Or someone to flag down


To share Love


With food and kinder amusement?


*


The mood had to do


with the attitude


All loose


Unrefined


was nothing to compare to


Sailing heights he could find

and deep insights


Rising from finding beauty in the world


Something that shouldn’t be disguised


And Never would be compromised


No matter how far down he climbed


The angel revived him


*


Above all and winding higher


No one anticipated such a fire


Melting candles


We must acquire

Illuminate shared desire


Day and night a glow on


The horizon


Words bestow way more pride on


When society reaches out


To help one stay strong


Fly through life fast and fair


And calmly stay aware of


Which side of life’s road


Light might shine on


And stay right on


*


Problem with angels


Timelessly old


Robbing angles


Of folks


Like this hopeless troll


Certain light


Helps his fight


And at times makes it right


But in blackest night


Even divinity struggles


No affinity for his social bubbles


Beauty of a butterfly


Form of psyche


Can’t occupy seclusion


Troll looks down says


“No one likes me”


*


“But I like you”


Came a voice booming from above


“Your choice is


Doom or true blue love”


The bottom dweller and bridge-haunting fiend


Thought about it and did not want greed


“Damn it all!

If this is the end


This is my last call


I take Doom”


In giving up hope

That was his fall


He lost all scope


and swung his rope


*


All twisted and tangled and totally misled


Tied up tight


Troll then turned and said


“I must get free from this tumultuous thread!”


He gazed up

with the beast


Flying over his head


And thought for one moment


Soon he’d be dead


Then the sky seemed to open


Yet when predator’s eyes turned to red


Kind guardian overlords took over instead


*


The force of fierce friends


Takes shapes that can shift


Lends assurance of life


So his energy lifts


Pigeons around Troll’s home


Under the bridge


Gave him spirit to rise up


Past any cliff


Past self-doubt


And fear


Past moods that can drift


And past any predators


That have caught a whiff


*


Down on the grass


Sitting ducks launch


Into the water


To get off the raunch


The stench of the Troll


Like water off their back


Attracts the worst in people


Not kept on track


Even wild friends swim to be clean


The black of the unknown


In kind light grows to green


Death of shared hope


is the most obscene


*


Then seeing the Troll under the bridge


Folks walking by were still having fits


“He’s creepy


Dangerous


And coming over the ridge


Push him down


He’s a clown


He fakes weeping


To prey on us


Quick


Save the kids”


But what they didn’t know was this:


The troll was one of them


Yet they threw him down in the ditch


*


Most folk spite him


Though he’d been enlightned


Life under the bridge:


So very frightening


He knew inside


His ideas were alright and


All their lies so up high still


He worked on his pitch


As they closed their eyelids


And gave him mountains to climb


They’re rich yet deprived him


No matter what good he did


His insight never would find them


*


“I think I’m here because of my luck


Some things I do

Help me on my way


What I started with


And the structure of the system


truly landed me here


in every single way”


The path laid past the true person


As he made his way down the line


He gained energy

from the joy in life he could find

with survival and kindness in mind


*


As he struts down the path


And shares passion in a breath


It’s as if no one cares


Except those that have wrath


Or others that laugh


With but not at


Those that do


Are so few


Put him to the test


Though he’s already stressed


It’s confessed that he’s blessed


And he worries about the rest


*


Typical adventure


To wish the best and be prevented


From doing what he meant to


Redemption


That never went through


But when he tried again


Friendship felt heaven sent


His words are gentle


The passerby didn’t comprehend them


Until they reached their potential


to blend in more mental health


As intended


*


“Oh my God


The hand I’m dealt”


the Troll-Person sighed


And deeply felt


“If they could share my thoughts


And into my dreams melt


To build mental health


There is no greater wealth!”


The Troll’s ability to adapt


Moved him past the bridge


Into the world he aimed to help


Their indifference was the only hitch


*


Regarding moving on


Some ties were hacked and severed


Not by his own choice


His pride: never in fact that clever


Those most annoyed


Slightly


Impacted by the weather


Forever but in the instant tethered


to the acting soul


Like a feather in his cap


Blowing as fast as


The brevity of wit could ever


*


Though certain trees had fallen

along his walk out of the forest


He knew to make his home here

To build each day up


With kind morals


And when his friend came out of the sky

To help with his chorus


The adventure was just getting underway


And honesty opens doors best


While patience is the core test


*


Reaching from the sky


Partly reflected from the past


A sign of things to come for sure


With changes coming fast


All around him today dropped down


So numb the skies were overcast


The world in metamorphosis


The old year still to pass


Shapes hidden cold and grey


Bursting through all shadows


Into a sudden place to stay


Everyone that’s glad knows


*


Before he could reach that place to bide


Where warmth


Comfort and companionship hide


He trudged through hills and mountains wide


And thought of the days under the bridge

he had lied


Where many folks had quietly died


And until now no one had cried


And when his icy tears were dried


He twisted the knob and went inside


*


Opening the door


Stumbling into the house


After such a long journey


He no longer had doubts


The Person


Not a Troll


Never screams and shouts


like a grouch


Found life and had past

for which he could vouch


Moments of truth bringing joy


still hide and crouch


Until in front of him


A fierce beast on the couch


*


Hunger they shared was


Insatiable


Showing no fear

Though death was near

Respect kept him clear

Teeth glistening

Hair or their necks bristling

Tongues whistling

Taste of love dripping life

They gave it all


Quite scared

but effort made both their lives savable


All the demands to be strong and courageous

They digested in stages


Both must be appeased


To keep their world safe as


Under the bridge places


In most cases


Truly cruel and outrageous


Despite both being


Totally capable


*


Run across the galaxy


Hold onto gravity


When the world throws us storms and fire


Look ahead


Life will inspire


Whether under a rock


Or far under the road


When optimistic


A prince shown from a toad


Dig for kindness and find it


Different light


Don’t mind it


Failure is a fallacy


New experience is all we need


*


The beast and the person


In total immersion


Of life’s changing ways


There’s always new days


The loss of one


Brings another


Into time and space


They follow the river


And go under the bridge


Find light under the sky


or black as pitch


If to each other


They have aversion


Time to move on


Or work it out


Take another excursion

That’s life

To be sure of


*

An emotional sunshine


Climbing to new highs


Or falling through the skies


ON understanding they balance


Between peaks and branches


The person we see


Pure and free


or caught up could be


the Troll or a Beast


or you or me


Time takes it’s toll


Yet if the dynamics roll right


Pain loses the fight


And comfort takes over the light


*


Descending towards night


Or rising for all days


Our breath


The Earth


As we travel


Changes


Under and


Over


Ancient archways


As to the sun and


Wretched disparity that’s


Done


There is always


Light


Hold all life as one


Aim for respect and empathy


Never shun


Better understanding


And with optimism


There are resources

For everyone

Only then our bridge is won

And no Person or Troll

Is left with none

Ot under the gun

Or on the run

Growing cold and old

With no love or fun

Or what folks want

Not bought or sold

Without dignity

Or stunned

Fairly allowed to live like anyone

A tale to be told

Or spun

Only of peace

Love

and new Freedom

Just

True

Freedom

***

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