< picture running feet here >
I dream about running. Of course I do, that's the only time I can run fast and far, rather than for 30 seconds and drop. Anyway, based on that thought and the prompt over at Poetic Asides, I wrote this poem. Draw your own of many possible conclusions.
ELSEWHERE.
Elsewhere
I rise easily                        
 
and s t r e t c h,                 
 
my face to sun                 
 
Then sit                                               
 
to tie my shoes and       
 
since I can,                         
 
go out and run                 
 
I bound                               
 
lighter than the air          
 
I breathe                            
 
my legs reach long          
 
the day                
 
is a melody
my bo-
dy the day’s song            
 
Elsewhere                          
 
when I close my eyes    
 
the light                               
within me glows              
 
and free                              
 
of encumbrance              
 
is my                     
 
body, heart,  soul            
Elsewhere.
Elsewhere.
jle 2014
 
