A SUNDAY MORNING WALK-A POEM BY BARBARA

 QUIET MORNING WALK

MY FAVOURITE DAY TO WALK

SUNDAY

THE STILLNES IN THE AIR

REDUCED TRAFFIC

THE EARLY MORNING VIBES IN MY SOUL

EMBRACING THE WALK WITH LITTLE DISTRACTIONS

REDUCED HUMANITY

IS WHAT I CRAVE SOMETIMES

THE LIBRARY, THE CONDOS, THE HOMES

WITH PEOPLE SLEEPING

I STRUT ALONE WITH MY WEIGHTS AND BACKWARDS BASEBALL CAP

RELISHING IN MY PACE AS EACH TIME I WALK I BECOME STRONGER

UP THE HILL

AROUND THE LIBARY

ALONG MAJOR MAC

THROUGH THE LITTLE PARK

I KISS ON THE PLAQUE ON THE BENCH

ALONG HARDING 

DOWN ADDISON 

THEN HOME

Barbara Di Mambro

August 17, 2025