Morning Runs

Morning Runs

A Poem by Anne Lyons
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Adventures along the gulf coast.

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I ran in the early

hours before the

world awakened.

I needed to escape

alone, just for awhile.

I could hear nothing

and no one.

Just the sound of

my lungs grasping 

for sweet air.

I ran for miles

to an unknown

destination that

would eventually

lead me home. 

It felt good.

© 2014 Anne Lyons


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Escape is the fundamental aspect...
as with this notion...
running is a release...
gives one a chance to let go...
and recover from their thoughts...

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on February 26, 2014
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