poem – Simple Questions


The dog and I made tracks

in the fresh snow

in the park tonight.

Where were you?


I looked at the trees

they seemed pointless

without leaves

So I stretched my head and eyes

and put leaves back on them

felt the summer hot air

on my neck and my legs

and then the dog came back

jumped up on me

she had a red ball in her mouth

and snow on her nose


Where are you?

The wind blew cold and colder

the trees snapped back to black veins

the softball diamond screening looked

like a giant fish net turned

upside down and quick frozen

I didn’t feel like quite that big a fish

so we walked on.


Author: William J. Gibson

62 year old - writer/photographer Canadian, survived open heart surgery, received kidney transplant, sometimes dour, sometimes amusing, over six feet in height, severely follicle challemged

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