What do you think of Running in the dark? Do you Reminisce of home? Looking in windows, Light gleams on family life. A cat scurries home. Supper aromas, Smell of the river rising— January breeze. Streetlights popping on…
What do you think of Running in the dark? Do you Reminisce of home? Looking in windows, Light gleams on family life. A cat scurries home. Supper aromas, Smell of the river rising— January breeze. Streetlights popping on…
Humidity hangs. Pushing against it, each step lands with a soft squish. Lost in fog of thought, Cruising on familiar streets Garmin keeping track. Windows lighting up, Papers on stoops; early bus— Coffee scents hover. Pink and…
I love to run with people but I also treasure solitary runs. Sometimes, during the latter, my mind drifts and I try to think of haikus. Since I’m an amateur, I take a few liberties with the form. These are some…