Get lost in them.
If you don’t, pass them along as mathoms.
Let a cat keep you company.
It’s the icing on the cake.
If you have no cake, it’s still icing.
Walk when you can.
It keeps those Tin Man joints from rusting up.
You might meet the innocent open gaze of a three year old.
People will say Hi, and give a wee smile.
Give what you can of your time.
Especially to children, and those troubled of soul.
Even if you yourself may be such.
Tell someone, somehow, that you love them.
Even if inappropriate.
When words fail, or may be unwise,
Actions will show.
Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on Spillwords.com, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.