Through the fog
A new morning
Arising
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Through the fog
A new morning
Arising
Sky before the rain
Marsh marigold poised to bloom
Pausing for effect
Inspired by Austin Kleon’s little zines made from a single piece of paper, I tried my hand. These are a lot of fun.
“For every runner who tours the world running marathons, there are thousands who run to hear leaves and listen to rain and look to the day when it all is suddenly as easy as a bird in flight.”
~ George A. Sheehan
My lungs
Expand to fill
The bright blue sky
The winter layers
Have yet to be put away
Crisp morning in May
Silence
Where crocuses
Bloom
The sandpiper
Dips her slender beak
In time
Steady footsteps
Bubbling stream
Morning flow
Run reduced
To straights and curves
Breath expands
Hundreds of gulls
Gathered at a puddle
Gossiping loudly