For Two

We walked today,
First, me with my imagination,
Doing math problems in my head
That most would find simple,
But I found a bit difficult
Since the humidity and a snake distracted me.

Later, I went out with my dog,
Out of our neighborhood and he was smiling,
Even trotting a bit, he can be a bit of a show off,
Until we got about half way out
When he realized that this was a proper walk,
Not a stop and stiff every five or six steps.

Either way, the arithmetic folly or the pit bull pull,
I loved being out,
Sticky tropical air spun around with a gathering wind,
Early morning ambitious sun
Followed by the golden hour light.
Walks allow a mind to rest and a soul to sense.

Today, it happened twice.

3 Comments

  1. I loved being out,
    Sticky tropical air spun around with a gathering wind,
    Early morning ambitious sun
    Followed by the golden hour light

    I love the imagery – I very often try to capture this feeling – this aroma – of wind and distant sea on the air – the wonder of morning and the overwhelming excitement of the day’s hope and ambition. My words – perhaps words at large – are incapable of capturing the nuanced magic of these encounters.

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