Friday, December 09, 2011

Running With the Wind


When I was very young,
I loved to run into the wind
And spread my arms to embrace it
Wanting to be caught up in its arms and thrown up
Into the air and be carried as in a parent’s arms
I wanted to catch hold of a cloud and swing there
Oh, how I loved t run.

As a girl, a little older,
I loved to run into the wind,
And spread my arms to enfold the wind
Wanting to catch it with outstretched arms
Arms held in just the right way to be supported by the wind
I wanted to dive into the sky and swim there
Oh, how I loved to run.

And as a young woman,
I would run rarely, aware of appearances,
Still, I spread my arms to capture the wind
In arms held in hopes of finding just the right angle
To hold a mountain of air in my arms,
I wanted to climb it, and be upheld there, in the sky.
Oh, how I loved to run


And now, an older woman,
I cannot run on legs unsteady walking
But I stand on stormy days with outstretched arms
Trying with aching arms to entreat the wind to fill them
To hold it in arms as a lover embraces a beloved.
I want it to carry me along, to travel to where it goes so fiercely.
Oh, how I would love to run with the wind once more

16 comments:

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  2. What a beautiful post.

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  3. Nancy - Thank you for posting this poem.

    I am also a teacher of about 35 years. I had several what I call "medical misadventures" with heart attack and cancer in these last ten years, but I was lucky enough to recover and go back to teaching again.

    I also love to garden, but only have sun enough for flowers, and not the full sun kind.

    You can see some of my poems on my blog:

    http://annesbirdpoems.blogspot.com

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  4. I enjoyed your post, 'Running with the wind.' I'm glad that I stumbled across your blog. I'll be sure to visit again.
    beneaththeelmtree.blogspot.com

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  5. This is a really great poem! Love it!

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  6. I cannot read a sinle thing on your blog.
    My eyes are to old or something.
    I found the comment thinghy after a minute or so and I found youre words, black on white, then I could read them.

    I will catch you if the wind blows you my way.

    I am hitting 200,000 visits in the next 20 hours or so.
    If you’re no is no 200,000 I will spend a whole post slagging you and why you should not be the next president. Now that is worth more than 200,000 of Sierra Leone, leones.
    So as they say in Chicago and Freetown, visit soon and visit again and again.

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  7. Great poem. You are indeed a very passionate person. Great job!

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  8. Its beautifull! Kiss from Argentina

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  9. That is really beautiful, Nancy. Thanks for sharing.

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  10. Running with the wind is picteresquely put in this prose poem

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  11. This poem touched me very deeply, I too at 53 can no longer "run into the wind". Thank you for sharing.

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  12. n ex-teacher myself, but in my case I graduated one year with my grade 12 class and began a new adventure on a Canadian gulf island, back-to-the-land-ing, sailing and pursuing my creative self.
    'Dragongate' at http://gardheim.blogspot.com

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  13. Heart Touching words collection, awesome, keep it up

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  15. Very nice photos.
    Natural, colorful and beautiful
    Greetings,
    Burun Esteti─či

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