Full moon light hanging
Casting its soft yellow veil
Runner finds his stride
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Full moon light hanging
Casting its soft yellow veil
Runner finds his stride
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From midnight to midnight
On October 31st
He has a hunger
A blood lust
A thirst
For those who trick and treat
To him
That is the best
The tastiest of meat
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One of my favorite Halloween songs, always gets me in the mood:
Need to post something
Traffic crashing to a halt
While my brain slumbers
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Cloudy soft white clouds
Hanging high over my head
Feet pounding the ground
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I had a chance to get out and run during the day today. Β It was nice, a tad warm, but pleasant. Β Good way to close out the week.Β
A pewter grey sky
Mixed with mirror shards of red
Clouds filled with fire
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More from this series:
Fall leaves chasing me
Rain gently cooling my skin
Another wet run
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A nasty night out there, rain, wind, cooler than average weather, hard getting back to it when the weather is like that. Β
A misty drizzle
Rain drops, warm liquid relief
Getting back to it
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I tell you what. Β If you take a break from running, it is tough starting up again. Β I tried a return a month or so ago and wound up hurting myself. Β I took another break and tonight I tried to take it easy. Β The body seems to be okay, but who knows, tomorrow morning will show me if I overdid it or not. Β
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A misty grey sky
Cool air whispers through the palms
Fall’s coastal embrace
Poet sits alone
Soaking up the energy
Resting on the beach
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Cool morning on the beach
Waves crashing – pounding surf
Seagulls chitter and chatter
Proud to be on their home turf
Cup of coffee in my hand
Watching this seagull show
The sun gently on the rise
Warmth starting to grow
2 ghosts traveling
Time to find a place to haunt
October is here
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Well folks, Halloween is almost upon us, and I for one, can’t wait. Β Always love this time of year, leaves falling, the weather is pleasant, but not cold, and all things dark and scary are set loose in the stores and towns. Β Great, great, stuff. Β
A clear mountain stream
Crooked as it twists and winds
Through fall’s bright colors
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Boisterous laughter
Mother’s love is magical
In a young child’s eyes
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