This is written for Joseph’s Recursions 5 where he asks us to look at an obstacle and its relationship to two things on either side that, normally, go together.. My brain started as I read, so that while I read, the poem wrote itself. It was a little bizarre, especially as the brain took a tangent.
I have also mulched in Miz Q‘s direction to consider sound, so I played with internal rhyme. Not deliberately. Apparently I am beginning to auto-pilot that. When I went in to play, I noticed the brain was way ahead of me.
Lay the day’s images side by side, strips
of life, like ribbons unbraided — velvet,
lace, cotton, satin — slide your fingers
among them, hold life between fingertips
and crossing them under and over, weave
a bridge over obstacles that lie in the way.