164 Autumn walk

Posted on January 28, 2016 by Ken Greenman

Beware the dead branch
buried in fallen leaves.

It can grab you from behind,
trip you as you travel,
change your meloncoly reverie
to crashing catastrophy.

No greater mishap for the livin’
than, by the dead, be trippin’.

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About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2025 and it's 77! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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