john o'connell

Rookie (11.12.1949 / Limerick, Ireland)

A Walk - Poem by john o'connell

a walk -
cold to begin with
but the blood
soon warms up
and everything
becomes invigorating.
sun and frost -
the trees sentinel
bare silhouettes
in a winter landscape
as train traffic
can more than clearly be heard
crossing the Rhine
near Oosterbeek.
on the way
crisp reflections
on general and particular
affairs;
a clear sober mind
plotting and planning
the immediate future.
refreshed,
with all things
translucent and in their places
I head for home
and coffee and a cigar.
very therapeutic!


Comments about A Walk by john o'connell

  • (2/25/2010 2:41:00 PM)


    I like the imagery in this one, nearly felt like being in Dirkshorn; time to get there again!
    Take care,
    Martine
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 11, 2010



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