In 2012 a local poet, Alan Waddell, and myself collaborated on a Christmas card that we sold locally. The photo we used was 'The Bridge and the Moon' which Alan wrote this poem for:
City lights drip into the Forth;
translucent pillars of the land.
The moon glows like a ghost on the mist,
lighting the way home.
The East wind has brought winter.
I feel it beneath my skin.
Like the ones before, it has forced another farewell,
turned crisp leaf-pages into the wet sods of soil.
But Christmas brings loving arms,
warm eyes and a humble smile -
it brings you!
Anticipation hushes as soft as the tide,
like the fire that will crackle under bulging bellies,
and gentle the flicker of the TV
that will murmur under a festive calm
and reflect on friendly faces.
As I stare out to the bitter crisp sky
memories and hope form the bridge
from the past to the future.
Soon, I will make my journey
to whom I hold closest on that homeward shore,
walk up that familiar lane and open that familiar door.
Alan and I have one thing in common with this pairing and that is the role the bridge has played in the travels to the women in our lives. I travelled this bridge most weekends, from Aberdeen to Edinburgh, from 2000 to 2007 before finally moving here and marrying my wife in 2008. This coming weekend we will join them on their wedding day and celebrate the role this bridge no longer plays.
As a small gift to them, I had this print framed and captioned with "Memories and hope form the bridge from the past to the future". This image will not be printed again and will now only appear on my website. There are still cards available so please contact me if you are interested, Once they are gone, they are gone.