I’ve been really busy since October 2014, so I did not have time to think of any ideas for poems and short stories. However, since 1 Jan 2015 is a public holiday, I thought of writing a poem to start off the year. đ
The title of this poem is ‘Across the bridge’, because the December 2014 theme for The Writer’s Tower is BRIDGE. I decided to write a story poem for this theme.
So, here’s to a fruitful and creative year ahead. I wish all of you the very best in everything you do. đ

Across the Bridge
Across the bridge
Was where I first saw her
As I was coming down the ridge
Was she one of them? The thought did occur
In the wind, her wispy locks fluttered
Not that there was anyone to refer
As I walked quietly; not a word she uttered
But just as I passed; I caught her eye
A grudging greeting she muttered
âHelloâ and âGoodbyeâ
Was the length and breathe of our conversation
For weeks, I wondered â who, where and why…
What would I say? I wondered in frustration
Now, there were only âthemâ and âusâ
Where did âweâ go? I thought in consternation
There was no longer any trust
What was I to say?
Be always on guard, we must
Across the bridge every day
Days turned into weeks, months and then a year
Over the divide, we did find our way
Was she one of them? I never did fear
Life was busy; so many other things to consider
I only cared that she was a companion and a peer
One day, it wasnât the same. Was it the water?
Was it the clouds, the wind or the rain?
No, leaning on the beam, she faltered
Crimson streaked her shirt; she was in pain
To the doctor, I insisted
I tried to convince her in vain
Slumping down; weakly, she resisted
I held her steady, trying to sooth her frantically
Her downward spiral persisted
At last, she whispered in my ear softly
âMy name is Karen, please remember me fondly.â
An original poem by
Khor Hui Min
1 Jan 2015

Poetic style
This poem was written in the style of a terza rima â an Italian form of poetry first used by Dante Alighieri.
A terza rima consists of stanzas of three lines (or tercets). It follows an interlocking rhyming scheme, or chain rhyme â the middle of each stanza rhymes with the first and last line of the following stanza. However, there is no set length to this form, as long as it follows the pattern as follows:
ABA
BCB
CDC
DED
The last stanza will be a couplet rhyming with the middle line of the previous stanza. In this case, EE.
So here is my poem again with the rhyming scheme shown:
Across the Bridge
(A) Across the bridge
(B) Was where I first saw her
(A) As I was coming down the ridge
(B) Was she one of them? The thought did occur
(C) In the wind, her wispy locks fluttered
(B) Not that there was anyone to refer
(C) As I walked quietly; not a word she uttered
(D) But just as I passed; I caught her eye
(C) A grudging greeting she muttered
(D) âHelloâ and âGoodbyeâ
(E) Was the length and breathe of our conversation
(D) For weeks, I wondered â who, where and why…
(E) What would I say? I wondered in frustration
(F) Now, there were only âthemâ and âusâ
(E) Where did âweâ go? I thought in consternation
(F) There was no longer any trust
(G) What was I to say?
(F) Be always on guard, we must
(G) Across the bridge every day
(H) Days turned into weeks, months and then a year
(G) Over the divide, we did find our way
(H) Was she one of them? I never did fear
(I) Life was busy; so many other things to consider
(H) I only cared that she was a companion and a peer
(I) One day, it wasnât the same. Was it the water?
(J) Was it the clouds, the wind or the rain?
(I) No, leaning on the beam, she faltered
(J) Crimson streaked her shirt; she was in pain
(K) To the doctor, I insisted
(J) I tried to convince her in vain
(K) Slumping down; weakly, she resisted
(L) I held her steady, trying to sooth her frantically
(K) Her downward spiral persisted
(L) At last, she whispered in my ear softly
(L) âMy name is Karen, please remember me fondly.â
To read more about the terza rima poetic style, visit the Young Writersâ Website.