Bonding Sighs

If you look closely through the window bars

You can catch a ghostly shape – ephemeral

Memento of generations of students

 

Walking through trodden alleys to sit

Their final rounds – from blank pages to hastily,

Frantically scribbled ones. Their bearing strides

 

And heavy steps cause ripples on the Cam.

Prepared, yet undone, after terms and terms,

Of knowledge gathering, struggling, retaining –

 

Lingering – page turning, leaflets and books

Abounding – ingesting to digest, purposely

Day and night, without sight of rest –

 

Until they come to cross that bridge.

Their burdened moods resonate in silence.

Sighs echo, pouring from a daunted soul

 

To another – then another and another –

Until they reach that ultimate thick,

Weightless door. It opens.

 

Their sore minds and forgotten bodies

Bravely walk through. All wrapped up

And shrouded in heavy silence.

 

From the other side of the recluse premises,

We can feel the brush of their restless thoughts

Loud complaints resonating in silence. I shiver.

 

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Punting on the river Cam, a view on The Bridge of Sighs – Saint John’s College, Cambridge University. I captured this picture on June 1st, 2016, with my iPhone 5C in HDR settings, in Cambridge, UK.

 


Post answering the theme “Architecture – go monochrome!” – Day 10 of the Developing Eye 10-day Photo Challenge.


 

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10 Comments Add yours

  1. My god. This is phenomenal.

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    1. Thank you for your warm enthusiasm 🙂

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      1. You give me those emotions

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      2. I am delighted my words hold such power 🙂

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  2. Great pic.
    Your poem really captured the centuries of scholars from new to old and that feeling of dread heading towards exams, and imbued the bridge walk with a haunted feel.

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    1. Thank you, Fionn! I was hoping you would like it 🙂 you captured the essence of my creation. It was fun heading back to those days for the time it took to scribble those lines.

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  3. Mementos of long lost souvenirs
    Echoes from forgotten shadows
    Flakes of distant memories
    But still part of our lives
    Black and white photography

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    1. Thank you for your poetry, Garry.

      Like

  4. Vinnie Dime says:

    Beautiful text and awesome photo !

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Hailie A. says:

      Thank you, V.! Delighted you liked them 🙂

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