Journey’s Breath by Mark Tulin The old man could hardly breathe, and needed to rest on a stoop His wheezy lungs echo like the sea in a seashell…
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Journey’s Breath
by Mark Tulin
The old man could hardly breathe,
and needed to rest on a stoop
His wheezy lungs echo
like the sea in a seashell
All his friends are gone,
feeling hopeless as the winter chill,
waiting patiently for an elusive breath
He wonders how long his journey will last,
as he ventures home from the market,
two puffs of the inhaler go into his chest
Life doesn’t have any resiliency left
Clogged lungs and sour breath,
a place where the beginning meets the end,
hoping to catch one final breath.
Crow On The Wire 
Enjoyed reading!!!!!
Thanks, Hazel. 🙂
Regret that it wasn’t possible to read your story at the link provided 😦
Sorry, Rosaliene. It works from my end. But that doesn’t help you very much. Thanks for trying. Have a peaceful Sunday.
It’s probably another glitch with our latest WordPress Editor 😦
Congratulations on your publication, Mark! There appears to be some design issues on the website that prevent me for seeing the story.
That’s a bummer. Thanks for trying.