Author: Brent

Eating perogies
While running a quick mile
Gut check

Autumn wind
Warming
The stars

The last lap
Slow-falling leaves
Waving goodbye

Together we go
Up and up and up
The Grouse Grind

The mountain
Has golden
Ears

Touch the clouds
Follow the crashing waters
Down to the sea

The stars
Becoming
Sunrise

The golden North Face
Lures runners into its mouth
Slowly grinds them down

Great chorus of geese
Filling the gray sky
Lifting off

Can’t run
Without thinking about
My next meal