Unexpected Detour

Do I make it to the start line?

I would like to thank and welcome, dsooryakumar,

Katy Dalgleish

, gpalmer888,

Pierre Powell

, for joining The Run to Write community. We love that you are here.

Each Thursday is a poem out loud and each Friday we meet to write/create together. Please reply to this email with any questions on the Friday write togethers.

We continue to celebrate this week with a poem from Staring Down a Dream: A Mom, a Marathoner, a Mission.

Thank you for celebrating this week with me and for being here.

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                Wind Whispers

My mind is on the run.
I feel tense— swallowed up
by my sentences. I turn the
corner, and the wind whispers
in my ear— Listen.

The stream roars
drowns out my commotion.
My arms glide and float with
each stride. The wind whispers
in my ear— Look.

A hawk soars, an effortless
flight high above the tree line.
My body softens 
I lean in 
drift among the trail 
My mind is like
a pond with no ripples
Strength from the wind,
calm from the water.
Peace returns.

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