Tuesday, July 5, 2016

Running Poem

"Morning Run on a Golf Course"

On a Minnesota morning run
drops of dew shimmer
off blades of golf course grass
as the sun illuminates
the fairway from
its eastern home.

Absorbed through shoes,
into socks--
leaving ankles cool and

Pushed into the soil,
first by one foot,
then the other.

As the sun rises higher,
returned to the air
ready to bring
a humid afternoon. 

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