I NEED TO WALK
I need to walk each morning because there’s a horse that waits for me to rub 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
- Submitted in response to Poetry Prompt #11

Poignant
Poignant, heart-turning poem, Bill. Thank you.
So sad but beautiful! Love it Bill.
This poem is so simple and yet its words go straight to the heart. Well done!
Simple but haunting.