Walking, walking, walking
without destination
or goals
Thinking, thinking, thinking,
who are these others
strangers or lost souls
Smiling, smiling, smiling,
pretense of togetherness
or reversal of roles
Needing, needing, needing
Solace given in the wind
continuing in strolls
Ellecee
Inspired by
And
These are tough times, a lot of repeating actions in trying to determine where we go from here.
ReplyDeleteYour words reach right into my soul, Linda!💘
ReplyDeleteI like the repeated words, which accent the feeling of these strange days.
ReplyDeleteThe repetition is a powerful tool. It feels like footsteps
ReplyDeleteMay we receive some solace soon!
ReplyDeleteThe rhythm, repetition and rhymes make me feel like I’m walking and thinking – I hope some of the smiles are genuine.
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