Richard Jordan Poet Free verse

Shadows

Evenings are best for shadows
Stretching from the field
To the horse fence.

I’m tempted to join them 
For the walk
Now that the evening wind has died.

But I’m not walking tonight. 
Tomorrow perhaps.
With Heath, my oldest dog.

We’ll both wobble through wet grass
Like the two old men 
That we are.

Both with a mixture of pain and joy
But only me 
With the knowledge of old age.

It would be better to be like him
Aware only of the moment
Crossing the fields towards the still sunlight trees.

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Gary Radice June 4, 2022 at 11:02 PM There's a poignancy that runs through this lovely poem and yet there is so much warmth too. Its all so very visual. Cheers - Gary Richard Jordan June 5, 2022 at 4:49 PM Thanks, Gary for the kind comments and the visit. I was moved by your poem about the "dog on the beach". We had a place on Cape Cod for a few years and Heath shared similar experience's- all tucked away in both of our memories.

Connie Marcum Wong June 4, 2022 at 6:09 PM Young people seem to think we lose our memories and wisdom as we age. They will one day find out it is only changes in our bodies that keep us from being 25 forever. I am thankful we have photographs to prove it. I always tell my granddaughter that only my body is growing old. You express this so wonderfully in your poem Richard. I do think some dogs know they are aging. My daughters white malamute husky who is 14 knows his limits now and waits for help to get up to high places. i loved this! Blessings Richard Jordan June 5, 2022 at 4:53 PM Thanks Connie for the kind comments. Heath is now 16 and has lots of issues, but he still runs back in bounds from the back yard so it's not time yet!