Walk

Walk with me, you don’t need

a train, a car, a bus

to feel the crackle underfoot

of Autumn’s leafy path.

Walk with me, inhale the smoke

from fireplaces trying out

the first logs of the year.

Walk with me, enjoy the breeze

that lifts your jacket,

tickles you with chill

that breathes of snow.

Walk with me, let’s dance

the slanting sun away.

Walk.

published in October 2023 Issue 91 Spread, republished on Garden of Neuro