Running

Running running running
Gone
Running running
Over the lawn
Past the mailbox
Into the trees
Me you will never see
Running
Into night
Running
Out of the light
You miss me now
But I am gone
Forever freed
Out of your hostility

by Marisa Ortiz

Comments (3)

Nicely encapsulated piece well penned from the heart. Thanks for sharing Marissa.
I like your poem running
A fine start with a nice poem, Marisa. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks