For me & Podge there isn’t a complexity in loneliness,
tho’ not like we’d not miss each other’s company, or if
it came to that, grieve on being parted; its just that we
don’t feel it as alone; th’ paths we regularly pace have
animal tracks aplenty, reminders opining we’re only a
smidgen of its indigenous traffic, and that is a leveller
which says you don’t have to see company to be in it,
and they’re there - believe us, watching patiently
So yesterday’s grey kangaroo visits, along with three
scrub turkey’s clandestine wanderings and the spoor
of four deer say ‘gidday’; yep, you’re not on your own
because voices and rave music with revving engines
didn’t cheer you out of Saturday’s doldrums; but we’ll
take a rain check on raging Westerlies - if it’s okay
© 28 May 2016, I. D. Carswell
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