Running out?
Running to?
Running from?
Running away?
Running scared?
Running on empty?
Run Jane Run!
I'll see you at the finish line
But I won't be there first
So don't look for me
And don't offer me a ribbon or a trophy
I don't want to win the Human race
I'm just not that competitive
I'm just not dying to win
17 comments:
Running with scissors. ;)
Steve~
You are such an excellent writer!
that was nice. Excellent job
Running – why?
Take your time to be slow
What do you like better - softly falling snow or snowstorm?
Slow food instead of hurryburger
Let Christmas be turtle-time.
I really enjoy your postings, thank you for giving me time to think!
Nice blog..
Copyright.. Now that's funny. It's all but impossible to enforce that on the web. Hugs.
Steve, hey, dont do that, you'll hurt yourself.
Whim-- (blush) thank you
Betty (blush some more) thanks for the visit and comment
Nattix-- you, and your family, are my new heroes! home cooked meal tonight! Oh and I'll send pictures from the concert we are going to tonight (jannis!)
bbc -thank you, i adore your profile! well if you dont put the copywirte there is no chance at all, right?
You're in quite a poetical mood these days...nice work.
Oh, and thanks for the lovely invite...mutual, I'm sure.
Nice! (Need I say more?)
Running out? Yup. To get a tree.
Running to? Local volunteer fire department where they're sold on the honor system.
Running from? Depression, malaise, my piddling responsibilities.
Running away? No. Just going to get the tree and try to get in the spirit of the season.
Running scared? Nah. Got 4-wheel drive on the old pick-up, and anyway, the plow just went down the road.
Running on empty? Oh my god - better drain some gas out of the tractor and top up the truck tank!
Running nose.
Running wild and free.
Cough... Cough...
Running a fever.
Sniff... Sniff...
And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
-pINK fLOYD
Running up that hill...to quote Kate Bush. It does feel like an uphill climb some days, doesn't it?
I'm enjoying these poetic flights of late.Very,very nice CM!
i personally hate to run. i like to move slowly through life if i can get away with it. nice post...you are quite poetic with your words. looking forward to reading more.
AAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH!!! City Mouse, are you okay? I had this awful dream...
Mouse?
Squeak... Squeak...
Hallo?
It's not a contest.
Have a trophy anyway.
You earned it.
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