A Day's Run

It's the moment in a run
when warm up is done,
resistance abandoned,
muscles move in rhythm
slinky under my skin,
a cadence kicks in,
my body thrums,
finds the day's hum.

Day 2 of NaPoWriMo and a prompt from Fireblossom at Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads to go back to the afternoon of Sept. 9, 1958, the portal suggested in Stephen King's novel "11/22/63" and say what you would do. I was 12 and I loved to run. I rediscovered this love in my 60's and the poem speaks of this and an experience I had during this morning's run. Also, it's Open Link Night at dVerse Poets Pub. There's some great poetry happening over there so check it out.

Spring's Story

Sun and earth collude
to rescind winter's hold.
Stiff earth relents, succumbs
to new shoots that flirt
at first, slip through unnoticed,
then flaunt themselves, awash
with life, called to it.
Tendril scouts surf the earth,
tumble willy-nilly here and there
toasted by all who see, marshalled
by warmer, longer days to prevail.
Earth sheds its minimalist image, waxes
abundant, riotous, anarchic,
a cryptographer to tell spring's story
once again.

Day 1 of NaPoWriMo that challenges us to write a poem a day in April. Kerry O'Connor over at Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads announced yesterday that they will provide 30 prompts in 30 days to aid the process. Her first prompt was about April which marks the beginning of the astrological calendar and life beginning in spring. I've not done this before and don't know if I can do it now but I'm bound to write more poetry than I would without this support. I hope to accompany each poem with one of my photographs. Looking for inspiration? Check out the imaginary garden.