Just Walk

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I see them all spiffy in those

designer shoes and shorts,

the shirt flashing as if a flag

of a very well financed nation.

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I walk as they ride by on bikes

looking like Johnny Weissmuller at

the Olympic trials. I hear bells

saying you are in my right of way.

Please move. This road is mine

and not yours.

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But walking, enjoying the subtle

build up of sweat, the tug and pull

of muscles long dormant that scream,

Slowly! The designer labels are old

or non-existent. Still the walker

is not adverseto really cool

hand-me-downs.


It is a wobbly non-linear stroll,

less stride than street walk leaned.

No matter how, move. Lift one foot,

balance, shift, lift other

foot. Done.

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allets

09-14-15

1224p

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