This is the start of a longish project of 100 poems of 100 words written
over 100 days. Don't ask why, it just seemed like a good idea at the time. I
may post others to see what you think.
Instance 1
He decided that walking time
was part of the moment
part of the journey
and not just what happened
between start and finish
of an individual journey
for a lot could still be seen
and learnt on the move
that could easily take thoughts
beyond the mundane - in today's
journey many things were seen
as seen many times before
each benign in their presence
assigned their place in the daily
pathway, the tarmac, cobbles
and concrete that daily met
his tred. Unspoken too though
familiar faces seen all moving
through the same or similar
time slot. He counted it all.
bw
James
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