The Poetry and Prose of John Omniadeo

The Poetry and Prose of John Omniadeo

Thursday, January 1, 2026

Red River Bridge

Nothin really seemed out of place
just me and my ride and the wide open space
and the thought of her smile
when the whole thing was done

In the blink of an eye, it didn't take long
I thought I went right, maybe I shoulda gone wrong
but the road looped around, I don't know what I did
All the signs said things were fine
but the only ride on that road was mine
I got lost on that Red River Bridge

There was no way to turn my ride
for a second I thought somethin inside of me died
but I had no choice
I did what I did
the lights behind me were fading
the ones in front of me waiting
I had crossed on that Red River Bridge

I saw a phone booth by a sign
man, I ain't seen one of them in a long long time!
I stopped to call my baby, tell her what I did
I said honey, I'm late comin home
She said, I can hear lonely comin right through the phone
you got lost on that Red River Bridge

American Highway, roll forever
cuz Forever's where I'm goin
I'm gonna cross that old Red River
till you roll me to my Home

I said, gal, I'll be back in a while
She didn't say nothin, but I could hear her smile
I said, I got my ride turned around, I know what I did
I'll be back before too long
I thought I went right, maybe I shoulda gone wrong
I'll get back cross that Red River Bridge

The signs were confusing as hell
I stopped for the night in a Dallas motel
and I asked this girl at the bar how I did what I did
she said, Oklahoma's at your back
you're in Texas, that's a fact
you got lost on that Red River Bridge

Well I called my gal next day
From some dive in Santa Fe
She didn't pick up, but she smiled, I know she did
that gal smiles bright as day
I will call her from LA
I got lost on that Red River Bridge

American Highway, roll forever
cuz Forever's where I'm goin
I'm gonna cross that old Red River
till you roll me to my Home


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