Time travel


Looking at you


By your green tent,

I know,

Soaked with morning dew,

your tired eyes


stiff shoulders

from a disturbed night on the ground.

I can almost


what it is

to be back in those days;

The uncertainty

Of what is to come,

The relief of journey half


The sounds,


and quiet conversation

of others.


Hold-on to this moment.


It is as close

as it gets




Photo is of my son somewhere in England halfway through his DoE test-walk. I don’t have his permission to use the shot, but, as it is off Twitter, it’s anyone’s guess as to who has the rights.

Published by rodkersh1948

Trying to understand the world, one emotion at a time.

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