Thanks, V. Your comment made me laugh. Had you been at the finish line you would have had the pleasure of watching me climb the very steep “Hill of Shame” that goes from the prairie below my house up to the ridge at the top of my neighborhood. Always humbling…
This makes me feel like I’m there–feeling the sun and the breeze, the rocks and the textures, the smell of the ground and the trees. You conjure wonderful things, Cathy.
Weebs, thank you. These are so fun to write. They feel to me like I’m painting with words. A very new experience. I so appreciate your support and encouragement.
Cathy
such a beautiful poem “sweat disappears
in soft clouds.” – AddGrainOnEarth
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Mmm. I loved the “soft clouds” phrase as well, slowing down with multiple consonants.
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Thanks, Clare. The cooler weather inspires the words!
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Thank you, Sydney. It was a beautiful morning for a run!
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I like these quiet scenes.
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Thank you for stopping by and for the follow, Mike. This place is near my home in Colorado. I feel so blessed to be able to love here.
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I mean “live” here! (Darned autocorrect on the iPad!) 🙂
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You make me wish I were a runner! : )
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Hey Crystal. I’ve been a runner for many years, never thought about writing a poem about until today! Fun!
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So beautiful, Cathy. I so admire those who can turn mere words into poetry. ;).
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Brigitte,
You are such a master of words and such an artist, I bet you’d really have fun with poetry! Thank you for the kind compliment.
Cathy
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Beautiful!!!
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Thank you, Boomie. Hope you’re feeling better this afternoon.
Cathy
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t does bring ‘heaven nearer – beautiful Cathy!
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It was just beautiful this morning. Thanks, Mimi. 🙂
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Beautiful picture, lovely verse, but I’ll be waiting for you at the finish line.
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Thanks, V. Your comment made me laugh. Had you been at the finish line you would have had the pleasure of watching me climb the very steep “Hill of Shame” that goes from the prairie below my house up to the ridge at the top of my neighborhood. Always humbling…
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This makes me feel like I’m there–feeling the sun and the breeze, the rocks and the textures, the smell of the ground and the trees. You conjure wonderful things, Cathy.
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Weebs, thank you. These are so fun to write. They feel to me like I’m painting with words. A very new experience. I so appreciate your support and encouragement.
Cathy
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I LIKE it!
Russ
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🙂
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