Author: Brent

Brush glows fire red
Where once the forest burned
Runners greet the sun

Bright moon’s light
Eastern horizon glowing
Everyday magic

No sound but footsteps
And a mystery yipping
Thick fog descends

Running silhouettes
Making the rounds in darkness
End of the season

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Raging waters
All other sound submerged
Silent roar

Rushing melt water
Grouse silently flicks her tail
Sopping white magic

Making fresh tracks
Surprise that came too soon
Snow day

Gusty north wind
Restless yellow leaves
Eyes on the dark sky

Crisp autumn wind
Sparkling stars above
Lapping the track

Giant mud puddle
Weaves through the golden tunnel
Attacking runners

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