There was ice in my field
round the tree in the middle
most of it solid
but some of it brittle
But I didn’t mind ‘cos
the ground it was firm
so my paws found their grip
with less squither and squirm
And I ran and I ran
my ears all at random
exploring three acres
in sheer joy abandon
February 18, 2021
I ran and I ran
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July 23, 2017
Day 30 – Jogs , this Joyous World
June 27, 2013
Almost there!
I run, chased by a legion of devil horses
My destination, an elusive oasis
My breaths escape me and return
In hungry gulps, desperate impulse
My numb feet thunder on, stunted nurons
I lunge forward in a burst of speed
I hear them snorting and at my heels
Over impossibly high boulders
Nearly fell flat on my face
Almost there …
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February 16, 2013
Circle.
August 1, 2012