I Need To Walk
I need to walk each morning
because there’s a horse that waits for me to rubs its nose,
though whether I stay five minutes or an hour,
I can never rub away its loneliness.
I need to walk
so I can talk to a white dog that prowls in endless circles,
forever haunted by a chain,
that cuts us both.
© Bill Condon
Bill’s latest book is the junior novel The Simple Things, published by Allen & Unwin in March, 2014.
A poem of kindness and sadness. Moving.
I like it. It is real, is it not.
I have not written such.
Thank you, Bill. This has heart and soul. I would love to have read another verse, perhaps slipped between the two. Beautiful.
Dear ACP
This one touched my heart. Thanks, Bill.
Cheers Viv
I love this Bill. Poignant.
Margaret x
Love the poem. So much said in so few words.
Oh…Bill..I know how the three of you felt.
I can see it all before me! Wonderful memories.