Sunday, February 28, 2010

One Single Impression: Running

Going, going, gone

I am running away, I'll go to stay.
I am going to play, don't hold me back.
You can come along or I'll go alone.
I've done it before, I'm running away.

I am running away to find new friends.
I am going to where it's warm all year.
You can find me there and stay I don't care.
I've done it before, I'll do it again.

I am running away, I won't come back.
I am going where a new life I'll find.
You can join in then but I'm going now.
I'm doing it again, going to stay.

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Thank you to my daughter Susie for her nice poem on 'Running' posted at One Single Impression. She filled in for me when I was running short of time.

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At Sunday, February 28, 2010 5:25:00 PM, Blogger audrey` said...

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At Sunday, February 28, 2010 5:59:00 PM, Blogger Stan Ski said...

The way we all feel, at times.

At Sunday, February 28, 2010 6:09:00 PM, Anonymous shraddha said...

i know the feeling...i love it when its warm all year too!!

At Sunday, February 28, 2010 7:03:00 PM, Blogger Loch Rob said...

Running and going to a new life. I know the feeling well, having done it a few times for work. Unfortunately not to a warmer place though with all the snow around here, Texas sounds nice. I head to Mexico tomorrow so will feel the warmth for about a week. Thanks for the nice prompt this week Jim. I enjoyed your poem.

At Sunday, February 28, 2010 7:27:00 PM, Blogger SandyCarlson said...

Ah, wanderlust! Would love to drive off for the warm and sunny places.

At Sunday, February 28, 2010 7:38:00 PM, Anonymous gautami tripathy said...

I hate the Delhi summer. It is horrible!

leaves clinging to me like limpets

At Monday, March 01, 2010 2:33:00 AM, Blogger anthonynorth said...

I've had that feeling in the past. Great words.

At Monday, March 01, 2010 7:08:00 AM, Blogger Sandra (if) said...

Hi Jim ...your poem and Susie´s are sweet ...!!

At Monday, March 01, 2010 4:19:00 PM, Blogger Patti said...

Boy I sure feel like this- unfortunately, a lot! I sometimes really wonder what that would be like. I always tease my family that I could never run away- I have too much stuff. Great prompt...and your daughter's poem is excellent too (she has your talent!)

At Monday, March 01, 2010 9:15:00 PM, Blogger The Write Girl said...

I love the rhyme and rhythm in this piece. Nicely written.

At Tuesday, March 02, 2010 10:05:00 AM, Blogger Nessa said...

I always want to run away myself.

RnPB: Ch 013 - Clean Up

At Tuesday, March 02, 2010 2:42:00 PM, Blogger Tumblewords: said...

Susie's and your poems are wonderful! The wanderlust in this is so evident - I know those feelings well. Great prompt and great reads!

At Tuesday, March 02, 2010 7:51:00 PM, Anonymous Andree said...

I'm laughing and I shouldn't be. You sound like my J every time it snows. He's going! He's had it! There are places where there is no snow! I love the cadence and power of your poem.

At Wednesday, March 03, 2010 1:39:00 AM, Blogger Amity said...

Then have her to run away with you!

Hey Jim, am back, and hope am not too late as i don't wanna miss your prompt this week...I just came from the city to visit my kids in college...

As if to make up for being late, I've done two poems this time for your prompt, posted at the same time in one page... :)

I guess, you also wrote two...all are well rendered...:) It's your prompt anyways and u sure have so much ideas about it...:)

Have a nice day!

At Wednesday, March 03, 2010 5:46:00 AM, Anonymous geeta said...

both the poems induces a great feel...

At Thursday, March 04, 2010 7:40:00 AM, Blogger totomai said...

ah, indecision. sometimes it happens. the poem has a natural rhythm :-)

At Saturday, March 06, 2010 5:35:00 PM, Blogger Amity said...

Hey Jim,

You missed my poems on your prompt Running...:)

I wish to hear from you though you would now come last...but better late than never... :)

Good morning and have a blessed Sunday!

My best regards!


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