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Headstall's Reflections - 6. Chapter 6-Prompt 4 and 5- Running and Flying

Poetry prompt 4- Meter 1, and Poetry prompt 5- Rhymes and couplets- ten syllables per line...
I woke up with this one, about fears, reassurance, and my run in the sun.

Headstall’s Reflections

 

 

Chapter 6- Running and Flying

 

 

Beginning my stride with a cluttered mind

I trust pumping blood will help me unwind

I want and I ache, I cry and I crave

There are times in life we have to be brave

Glory of sunshine warms my upturned face

While running takes me to a special place

I can feel your touch when I close my eyes

Couldn’t forget it in ten thousand tries

A pounding rhythm soothes my crushing need

To hold you I would push till my feet bleed

The trilling of birdsong invades the air

I search high for the source but none is there

They are likely calling their one true love

A soul-piercing sound arrives from above

And two winged creatures appear side by side

Such a joy to watch as they dive and glide

Separation for a moment or two

Maneuvers over they begin anew

Solitary man I may be today

But tonight we’ll join in our special way

No, it may not be our preferred ideal

But all that matters is the love we feel

No longer alone as I end my run

I feel you sharing the warmth of my sun

Tonight we’ll fly like swallows in the sky

Dipping and diving till we say good bye

Tomorrow will be another today

It’s a choice we’ve made to survive this way

What we have now is such a special thing

Let’s not dwell on what the future may bring

I’ve learned life is never just black and white

Trust me, I’m not giving up the good fight

Though distance between us might mean our end

That’s not the message I’m trying to send

Each day I rejoice in the night before

I’m with you, love, for as long as we soar

There are always hurdles... and choices. My thanks to Poetry for the release, and running, for the peace....
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1 hour ago, Rigby Taylor said:

A sad poem. Brave but sad. I hope it all ended well. I do admire the way every line scans correctly, and love the imagery..

Unfortunately, it didn't. It was too difficult to survive the distance, but I think I always knew that. I made my choice, and I live with it. Thanks, R. It was a memorable run, and important, I think, that I allowed my fears to surface with this one. Cheers... Gary....

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This is a beautiful poem of bittersweet love. Like @Parker Owens and @Drew Espinosa I loved how the rhymes propelled the poem.  It was the rhythm that made me feel like my blood was rushing as if I had run thru the forest, experiencing the observations and thoughts you described so deftly. This is one of your best! 

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8 hours ago, raven1 said:

This is a beautiful poem of bittersweet love. Like @Parker Owens and @Drew Espinosa I loved how the rhymes propelled the poem.  It was the rhythm that made me feel like my blood was rushing as if I had run thru the forest, experiencing the observations and thoughts you described so deftly. This is one of your best! 

Thanks so much, Terry. I don't know if it is my best... I am partial to "A Beautiful Mess" which just came to mind... but it is definitely a favorite of mine, for the rhythm of it and more importantly, for who I read it to over the phone one evening. :hug: 

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