Moving at the pace of winter. Poetry from the pen of

~The Poet’s Poet~

The emotion in the motion

When pen is put on paper

Raises his spirits

Earlier, he was feeling

A little down in himself

Not that he was unwell

Far from it

It was weather related

Inches of snow with compacted ice

Meant his morning constitutional

With dog at heel

Would have to be put on the back burner

He was well aware of the circumstances

How to convey this to the dog?

So he turned to his trusty pen for comfort

Much like the baby reaches for its soother.

© Chris Black. January 2019

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