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Array ( [sid] => 4962 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => RUBICON [time] => 2002-10-12 09:30:00 [hometext] => The Niagara River from the earliest times has been a boundary between nations, between freedom and slavery, between conscience and an unconscionable war. For many who crossed it the Niagara was the Rubicon, a line not in the sand but in the dolomite.

For me I had to cross in order to grow up ...

i consider this a work in progress ---comments please! [bodytext] =>
~~~~~ ~~~~~

October 4, 1972

The Niagara River is no muddy creek;
Through it flows a quarter of the fresh
Water of the world. Six billion pounds
Of water a minute pass the spot where

The Rainbow Bridge casts its arch
Nine hundred and fifty feet across the
Gorge. Five thousand five hundred tons
Of steel soar graceful as gullflight.

I paid my toll, hesitated an instant,
I had crossed before, for play, for school
For solace – this was no two way passage
This was an ending and a beginning

Behind the comforts of family, friends, failure –
Ahead challenge, uncertainty, the promise,
Only, of happiness. I snapped the car in gear,
And crossed amongst the tourists: Julius in a ‘65 Chev. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 170 [topic] => 31 [informant] => aernby [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )

RUBICON

Contributed by aernby on Saturday, 12th October 2002 @ 09:30:00 AM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

~~~~~ ~~~~~

October 4, 1972

The Niagara River is no muddy creek;
Through it flows a quarter of the fresh
Water of the world. Six billion pounds
Of water a minute pass the spot where

The Rainbow Bridge casts its arch
Nine hundred and fifty feet across the
Gorge. Five thousand five hundred tons
Of steel soar graceful as gullflight.

I paid my toll, hesitated an instant,
I had crossed before, for play, for school
For solace – this was no two way passage
This was an ending and a beginning

Behind the comforts of family, friends, failure –
Ahead challenge, uncertainty, the promise,
Only, of happiness. I snapped the car in gear,
And crossed amongst the tourists: Julius in a ‘65 Chev.

Copyright Â© aernby ... [ 2002-10-12 09:30:00]
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Re: RUBICON (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Tuesday, 7th January 2003 @ 08:54:34 PM AEST
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love how you used the bridge to symbolize the crossing of your life and youth.. great write my friend,
always Nessa

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