Good morning. It's a beautiful day here in the District of Columbia. I'm heading out for a run shortly. We're doing 15 miles today as part of our training for the Marine Corps Marathon, which is at the end of October. By, "we" I mean my running partner, Courtney, and me. This will be our sixth marathon together. It's a great day for running. No humidity. Not too hot. And, we've got plenty to discuss for the next two and a half hours. Our long runs usually double as venting sessions about the issues of the day -- and there are so many issues to vent about right now.
Tim Beauchamp, a.k.a. cowboyneok, has provided us with another original poem this morning. Tim also writes on the blog,
Pink Panthers Blog!, (which is currently in the middle of an upgrade.) As I've said before, I've learned from writing on the blog that using fewer words can often be a harder challenge. Yet, a poet like Tim can use few words and short sentences to create amazingly powerful images:
The Monarch
I told you
I love you
You were afraid
it was the heat
of the moment
I could pour
my emotions
let you
bathe in them
Surely know
fluid feeling for you
is far from physical
Let opium fragrance
carry you above
fields of doubt
float gracefully over
stagnant ponds
Find me in meadows basking
in the aura
of your soul
Light upon me
Melt into one
fullness felt
before with you
Take my pollen, butterfly
Caress my stamen
with silken wings
If ever you sense
sweeter syrup
in flowering fields
never regret
spread monarch wings
against the azure sky
I will always be
part of you.
-Timothy Beauchamp
Okay, let's get this Saturday rolling...
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