Monday, February 27, 2017

A Blind Man--By Steve Tabb--United States

A Blind Man

A blind man walks each summer morning
down the sidewalk in front of his home;
one long block, then two, a mile he goes.

In cadence with his dog, one hand on the
worn leash and one on his long
white cane, each as close as grains of salt.

They walk with purpose, a goal in mind;
their steps memorized like words of
scripture, organized, in sequence.

In their quest, his cane marks their mission,
a coded message he and his dog know:
tap, tap, tap ... I am, I aim to be.

Steve Tabb is a retired CPA living in Boise, Idaho.  He tutors English as a second language for the Learning Lab, a nonprofit education center for low-income families from over 40 countries of origin.


  1. Dear Steve,
    I appreciate this unique poem on a subject not often addressed in art.
    Thank you.
    Do send us more.

  2. Hi, Steve,

    I really like the way there is so much emotional content without an emotional word! Thanks,

  3. Steve, nicely done, you artfully suggest the relationship between the man and dog: "...a coded message...", I'm always intrigued when the words say so much more than their literal meaning

  4. Steve,
    This is beautiful. Welcome to Whispers and like Michael has said please continue to send work in.
    Your new friend,
    David Fox

  5. Dear Steve, I enjoyed reading rereading, so very detailed spelled out well. Try As I might, I could not figure out who the message the blind man and dog were tapping-comuacating to, after walking more than a mile every day!?

  6. Wpw Steve,

    It's good to see you already have all these lovely comments on your heartfelt poem. Welcome to Whispers! I hope you enjoy your time spent here. Best wishes in your writing journey.