POEM – Did I Cross That Bridge?

When I came to it

Did I ever get across

Somewhere

In the flood

Of raw emotional detritus

I made plans

To deal with issues

At the time

When they crossed my path

But did I cross over

Or wade through

The murk and mire

A bridge

Must be built

Requires effort

Ahead of arrival

So did I plan

And build the structure

That would keep me safe

Let me walk on over

Able to see the issue

But not have to swim

No fear of drowning

But I think I swim a lot

And I hope the bridge is built

But I wear a bathing suit

Under my clothes

And take my shoes off

When I see the problems

Coming up ahead

Because procrastinators

They gonna get wet

Soaked in the trial

Drowning in the issues

Looking at someone else's bridge

When the flood waters rise

And sweep them down stream

So I am collecting stones

Sending them ahead

Contracting with the trolls

To make me a pathway over

Instead of trudging through

And I may have riddles to answer

But in the end

I will walk freely

Keep my shoes on

Lose my calluses

Abandoned the swimsuit

And stay safe

Amidst the rising trials

Rushing by

Full of the flotsam and jetsam

I used to get dragged down by