Covering the dull-gray gravel beneath


autumn’s colors are falling fast, like little letters on the ground, messages forgotten…and I am trodding through the plunder…dull gray of gravel hidden beneath my boots, under leaf and twig.

i learned long ago that memories of pain process this way- when we have forgiven the pain-giver…it takes the changing of the leaves and their falling, ever so gracefully, to cover those steps, and remember the trail without pain.

on this one i sat at intervals, simple slab-like wooden n’s, to catch the air and breathe more deeply. they were not built for me, as i dangled swinging legs far from the ground.

it is not difficult to believe the path was made for another…but i found myself stepping heavily there, and made it back home again…

About thelostkerryman

Thelostkerryman is an author, and entrepreneur, living in the forests of a consistently confused country. Here in this hill country, hurling doesn't usually involve a hurley; store-made soda bread has the consistency of a sea sponge; and Kerrygold butter has finally found a permanent place on the grocery shelves everywhere. His blogs are an account of his adventures, thoughts, eclectic -and eccentric- ramblings, random or insightful poetry, humor and non-humor, pictures (photos), video, essays, fiction, poetic fiction, nonfiction, drama, and writing he has not classified in the description above. All of his posts from,,, and are copywrited according to international copywrite law.
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2 Responses to Covering the dull-gray gravel beneath

  1. How absolutely beautiful…

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