Walking with the Weekly Shop


Poetry without comment beyond thanks to Krisjanis Mezulis for use of the image.


I’m always in some level of pain
Long term joint condition
In every possible
Old before my time
Least, was when I got it
Now I’m just older
Than my old time
Today is worst than most
Thanks to the weather
But I need to go shopping
So I do knowing
It’s only forecast to get worse
As the week progresses
It’s tough coming back
The weight reaches my limit
For the twenty minute
Return walk in
The grey chill wind
My left knee starts to lock
Much thanks to the burden
And I think
Imagine if this was Ukraine
A million times colder
Trying to carry
Everything I owned
All the way to a border

Thoughts with and love to Ukraine x

N. P. Ryan