Bud Hunt is hosting poetry this month at his blog, using images to spark poetry. Come join us.
Here is my poem for today (Bud posted a photo of a runner, with a city as the backdrop):
I wish my feet moved as fast as my mind
’cause if it did, I’d be in a marathon
every minute, every hour,
even in sleep where dreams exhale ideas
as I inhale the events of the day,
pushing through the ribbons of time,
with the finishing line still miles and miles ahead of me,
and me, still running, still always running,
the photo-finish always inches away.
And the podcast:
Peace (in the poems),
Kevin
Good words, those ‘ribbons of time’, and the analogy of our thoughts running marathons. Indeed they do.