Tag Archives: sunrise

Mango Sky

It’s 4:30 A.M. on a Tuesday It doesn’t get much worse than this In beds in little rooms in buildings in the middle of these lives which are completely meaningless …………..Counting Crows, Perfect Blue Buildings The mass of men lead … Continue reading

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i am 5am

the zen of all sky, no sun. first breaths, and livening of lungs. i am slow beat of heart and feet, rhythmic pull of chest. i am fast (g)race, unmetered pace, blurred face and untamed. blessed.

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running through

a slow and gentle rain calls and falls on street-slap feet. i conquer 2.5, alive with the scent of skywater on skin and a new day to begin. the drops become a rhythm, a rhyme, a song, the long slow … Continue reading

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running before the sun

{wakes} ………{shines} …{takes} the day in another direction. be -fore the moon sleeps, tucked in tight and slightly tilted. before the pavement heats and the streets are filled with people and cars and busy-ness and business and all the nonsense … Continue reading

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wisps of clouds, and silence

run three …………………{miles} prayerfully. ask for confidence, grace and grit to get through this crazy day. gratefully. with eyes that see all this gorgeous day might be.     ..

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run (just) one

………….{mile} until it’s done. until there’s an end -orphin smile cracking open your jaw as that sun egg-yolks the sky. run it speedy gonzales style to make your own breeze, feel the rhythm of fast feet on this waking street. … Continue reading

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sun run

i beat that wily guy up this morning, up and running {one…two…three} before he could take a peak, could tweak the sky into some scorched August rust. trust me, i’d rather sleep, but i just keep {swimming, swimming, swimming) pounding … Continue reading

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