It is a little known fact that running spurs creativity... well, it does for me anyway! Given a good run, once I've found my rhythm, I can compose my blog posts in my head, and even pen the odd poem. More often than not, these poems get discarded once I get home. They have served their purpose, kept my brain occupied over the course of the miles. But sometimes there is a 'keeper' - one that I will try to commit to the page upon my return.
Last Sunday was a glorious day for a run. The sun was shining, the light was clear with a warm hue that only Autumn seems to produce, the leaves were just turning colour. I had a gorgeous 8 mile run along the canal thinking of nothing in particular, but by the time I got home, the following poem was keeping me company and seemed deserving of salvation... Hope you like it! Just Me I am fire and ice. I am chalk and cheese. I'm a roaring gale and a soft summer breeze. Between a babbling brook and a river in spate, I am no one special and nothing great. I am full of compassion. I am loyal and true. I'm a faithful friend to the trusted few. I won't pander to ego, don't tolerate lies. Do not try to fool me, I can see it in your eyes. I am quiet in the corner, meek and mild. I am loud and brash... a real wild child. I am a rainbow of colours, shining bright. I am dull and grey, like the fading light. I am black and I am white, like the words on a page. I am redder than blood in a seething rage. I'm a shrinking violet and a drama queen. I am all of this. .. and everything between. Whether age old friends or we've just met I'm just the same...what you see is what you get. I am brutally honest, straight and true With a spicy dash of daring do. I am power and strength, a woman of steel. I mean what I say and I say what I feel Impotent and weak, I shrink from the crowd. But check me again, and I'm standing proud. I am juxtaposed, the yang and the yin. I cannot explain... don't know how to begin. I do what I say and say what I do. If I take on a task, I will see it through. So take a good look...What you get is what you see For above all else, I am just me. (Luan Wall, October 2016)
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