Sens-less Mind-fullnessBarking, knowing she's thereDressed in scant, never withDignitySometimes in pajamasAlways bra-lessFriendly thoughHushing her furry friendNot to seem too rudewaking up the neighborsso early in the mornShe says hello, with a wave and a smile, only when she is out of her trailerNever would you know, by the arguments with the man inside, she has amouth of a sailorLike his ownbehavior as a drunk,calling her obscene namesas she returns the favorGetting out with her little friendand taking a stroll around the parkstopping to talk to the loud mouth woman down the blockNo respect for the sleeping heartsno mindfulness for a soft tone forthose hearing and listening wantingjust a silent walk without her yellingat her little dog to shut up!This early hour of the day breakwaiting for her to return from the barking departure in the neighborhoodwakefulness , to have it start all over again on the loop around the mobile homes
People WalkingA manOld, like me,Limps along the gravel roadPacing himself to the painIn his kneesBracing himself against the coldWith mittensAnd layers of pendletons.Trailing himTwo mastiffs, Lightning and Achew,Their tales in constant motionLumber like sumo guardians.Every morning he walks his dogsBefore the suncrestBefore the light hints of anythingOther than vague shapesEven though each stepReminds himHe is closer to the darknessThan the light.Rick
“Now That I am Home”Four neighbors, all women, walk their dogs and it occurs to me,The older the neighbor, the smaller the dog.There is a pear shaped man in a hat who walks to the storeTwice every day. He waves.My kids used to be friends with the boy at the end of the block.His mom walks past our house to catch a bus.The young mom across the street walks her twins, holding hands,And I can finally understand what they are saying.
People walking outside I have a problem with it.I can't hear anything, that dayThere wasn't a warning It wasn't fair. My fair lady friend.Not a willow, nor a wisp.
parade of neighborsfamilies alone togetherbehind their masks