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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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17 comments:

  1. audrey`Sunday, February 28, 2010 5:25:00 PM

    Hi Dr Jim =) Is it fine with you if I lock my blog in about 24 hours' time? Please request to read my blog which will be approved immediately. It's just a one-time requirement as part of the formality of a locked blog. I value your continued comments and advice very much. I'm very sorry for the inconveniences caused. Thank you.

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  2. Stan SkiSunday, February 28, 2010 5:59:00 PM

    The way we all feel, at times.

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  3. shraddhaSunday, February 28, 2010 6:09:00 PM

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

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  4. Loch RobSunday, February 28, 2010 7:03:00 PM

    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.

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  5. SandyCarlsonSunday, February 28, 2010 7:27:00 PM

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

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  6. gautami tripathySunday, February 28, 2010 7:38:00 PM

    I hate the Delhi summer. It is horrible!

    leaves clinging to me like limpets

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  7. anthonynorthMonday, March 01, 2010 2:33:00 AM

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

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  8. Sandra.ifMonday, March 01, 2010 7:08:00 AM

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

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  9. PattiMonday, March 01, 2010 4:19:00 PM

    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!)

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  10. The Write GirlMonday, March 01, 2010 9:15:00 PM

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

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  11. NessaTuesday, March 02, 2010 10:05:00 AM

    I always want to run away myself.

    RnPB: Ch 013 - Clean Up

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  12. Tumblewords:Tuesday, March 02, 2010 2:42:00 PM

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

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  13. AndreeTuesday, March 02, 2010 7:51:00 PM

    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.

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  14. AmityWednesday, March 03, 2010 1:39:00 AM

    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!

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  15. geetaWednesday, March 03, 2010 5:46:00 AM

    both the poems induces a great feel...

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  16. totomaiThursday, March 04, 2010 7:40:00 AM

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

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  17. AmitySaturday, March 06, 2010 5:35:00 PM

    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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