The poems that follow were inspired by assignments given in a creative writing workshop.
Winter - summer
Makes no difference -
She takes to the streets
A deer in the city -
She's a natural on her feet.
Lopes the paved hills
In measured strides -
Lets the world and its traffic
Pass her by - Nothing, not a thing
Daunts her. She's self-driven.
She stops at the light and runs in place -
Keeps her eyes on the road ahead -
From her head to her feet
She knows where she's going.
As for me, I'm out to sail over record lines,
Each day a little further -
I'm out to be a long distance runner
Of my own this year.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
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