Sorrowful walk.

foto©robcullen19102021

West slanted gold tinted light

white and black smudged clouds

scud in from the North along far off hilltops

bringing the grey gathered curtain of rain

that sweeps through the trees

on the path in the valley where I walk

thinking of you again

and this thing that invades

your brain and your life

without warning from time to time

I listened for several hours

as you spoke of your fears

the terror with which you view

the risk that it might return

you now believe it’s as inevitable

as the rain on this Autumn day.

Distant dim voices

the sound of laughter

the smell of burnt fat drifts

across the river from the Trattoria

I watch leaves fall

hastening the end of another year.

©robcullen19102021

foto©robcullen19102021

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