Haikus

Scott F. Parker

May 13, 2021

How lucky

to be a runner—

or anything at all

When the snow melts

and underneath it

are footprints

A run

like a blossom

on the branch of an old tree

Just running

through the hurt of life

like a falling leaf

Cloud of breath

in the air—

cold body on the move

At the end

of the long trail to fulfillment—

another run

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