Poetry

Hurried


I ran this morning

At the end of night

Just before the sun appeared

And as I did the time passed

As though we were at a race

I kept my balance and kept

My sight and did not lose the pace.

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Truth


I look upon my pen

And dig deep within

So I will know to say

The writing for today

I call upon the muse

the words I hope to chose .

I knew them all so well

While running in the spell

Of early morning light

At the end of a long night .

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A Morning Run


after a Sunday fun.

Now it is time to work

And remember …

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Strawberry Moon


Strawberry Moon a

runner’s delight. Hangs above

the starless night.

The poets and sage wakes up

to view, the promise to see

the pink settled hue.

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“ Peanuts”


I have always been fascinated with “Peanuts”, I miss his genius …

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Ice Cream and Volkswagons


I remember those days

we would eat ice cream

and never gain a pound.

Going to the Tasty Freeze

ordering chocolate on chocolate.

Sitting at the booth with my sister,

talking to our new friends

and laughing.

So easy to laugh then at everything;

even ourselves .

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Ran Virtual Hospital Hill Run , 604 ft gain


Early Morning


The shades are gone

The sun is early

And the run is done.

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I am a runner and I am not Poe, 😳 but I love this.


The clouds cover my run

As the birds sang me through

You must love the morning

And nature makes it about you .

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Flower of Shakespearean Birthplace


Wisteria slowly blooms

against the aged fence.

The petals turn toward sun,

Purple shades and sweet scents.

The bard his memory take

among the flowers  fair

while his immortality wakes

Shakespeare claims it years .

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