Fog
Autumn wears many faces
As the mornings lift
Into fog and mist.
Leaves now shuffle in sound
Dry enough to drop
Below the mothering tree.
Cool breeze will make way
To a warmer day
Reluctant to begin.
Black walnuts fall below
Your feet in surprise
Causing this runner to skip
By so not to fall…
©. CMM. 2020
Sun
I run 🏃♀️ below and above
the sun’s beginnings.
The dewed fog moistens drying fields
and glistens with prisms reflecting.
The quiet is loud as my jaunt shuffle
interrupts nature’s morning’s stage.
An uninvited guest, I slip by,
pause,
sun presses my face with warm rays
as the glare squints my eyes to see,
and I am ushered on.
©. CMM 2020
Refreshing
I started out cold
And began to run
Right before the rising sun
As I ran I did not mind
The chill turned into
A refreshing time
Of lights and trees
And autumn sounds
While Golden leaves
Fell on the ground
2020 © CMM
Running with Autumn
About the time
The geese took flight
The cold wind blows
And the whistle sounds
In early morning night
Chilly Morning
Steam climbs in harmony
With the flicker from the fire
Autumn chill is lingered now
I challenge my will to inspire
A run …
CMM © 2020
My Best
displayed are venders best
My run was a different quest
I managed to improve my race
shaved 2 min per mile pace
CMM 2020
Eagle and Child Inkling 