A Walk


Among the trees my strides are taken

Crunching sticks and falls

Crackling from boots lethargically placed

Oblivious to them all


Eyes search with careless designs

Viewing whatever may be

Bringing the natural all around

Enjoyment is all that I see


With dereliction towards intent

I wander without design

Passing time without doubt

Ecstasy is surely mine


Barbara Blackcinder

About Barbara Blackcinder

I am a poet/writer with a hunger for words. There are so many out there that I haven't used yet. They define all reality and especially mine when you read those from me.
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3 Responses to A Walk

  1. thanks for the comments. Jane: it will also fit well on one of my displays at the shop in Kitely. LOL

  2. Jane Watson says:

    I love this poem. It has so much grace and poise.

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