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Aching for a walk

Image by Susan Cipriano from Pixabay

It’s a hazy Friday afternoon

End of a long fasting and prayer

Under mango trees in the bush

Hurrying home ahead of my parents

To break my fast before my fast breaks me

Having filled my belly, my legs ache for a walk

In the stretches of vast Savannah grasslands

I stroll in the woods, narrowly missing deadly snakes

The belt of mountains worn around the waist of our town

Evokes captivating, mysterious tales heard in childhood

About an old woman who lived beyond the mountain

And came to sell at our market on market days

And returned home in the form of an antelope

Listening from somewhere in the dark jungle

Gossip of town folks about her origins


14 responses to “Aching for a walk”

  1. Beautiful poem Benjamin

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    1. Thank you so much, Sadje. Your words mean a lot to me.

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      1. You’re welcome

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  2. This is wonderful, Benjamin. LOVE it!πŸ’•

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    1. Thank you so much, my dear friend. I am delighted to hear you enjoyed it.

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      1. I sure did. My pleasure πŸ’•

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  3. A lovely write, Benjamin.

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    1. Thank you very much, Jeff. I appreciate the encouraging feedback.


  4. This is a wonderful story Benjamin! πŸ’•

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    1. I am honored to hear such sweet words. Thank you, Cindy, for your encouraging comment.


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