run one
(pause)
………….{mile}
with a bright blue
smile at the end. be
-friend the bug
you ate; debate the
hues of pink and blue
and know the stones
know things. fling
breath and caution
and fear to a morning breeze,
a blushing sky. start
the day in cool leafy
sway and abundant grace
and a slow cloud chase.
run one more
(two)
and a half, feel the ping
of calf and the thrum of lung. rhythm
heart and mind and tongue to
a new song.
I had a giggle over this:
“be
-friend the bug
you ate”
Great poem, as always. 🙂
Beautiful pictures. Cleave
-r (as u
-sual) observations.
Cheers!