|
Post by gitagoing on Nov 8, 2007 11:21:58 GMT -5
The Poems gitagoing writes are from those long runs on the roads / trails here is a new one just wrote
BELIEVE
on a sunny day forever is warm on a cloudy day a chill comes on an early day believe on a far away shore forever is a dream on a close shore love appears on life shore believe on a lonely desert sands of time flow on a loving desert time slows on a quiet desert believe on a high mountain crystals appear on a low mountain music shows on a distant mountain believe
Im sure y'all have some to share
|
|
|
Post by colonel on Nov 8, 2007 21:37:41 GMT -5
Good one gitagoing!
As for sharing ... I'll have to put my thinking cap on and get back to you!
|
|
|
Post by colonel on Nov 9, 2007 8:02:18 GMT -5
GUTS has a runner named gitagoing. He runs whether rain, shine or snowing. Along the road he finds treasure. And in the forums, for good measure, Posts what he reaps from other's sowing.
|
|
|
Post by janice on Nov 9, 2007 9:18:29 GMT -5
that was good! ;D
Did you think of it on your morning run?
|
|
|
Post by gitagoing on Nov 9, 2007 10:17:35 GMT -5
Thanks Bag of Sand Thanks Prez ;D a really early morning run does yield some nice treasures to share with love ones if they wish to see the gift of life is to shine a light to show the way on those dark trails Poem of the Week should be FUN and gitagoing will try to add one each week: most important is other GUTS members add a POEM, then we really know why we do these long morning runs
|
|
|
Post by gitagoing on Nov 16, 2007 19:37:28 GMT -5
Lighthouse
On a foggy night shines a lighthouse On a far distant shore Protecting sailors For evermore Let us sail into the wind
In the wee hours of long voyages Shines a lighthouse Protecting sailors For evermore Let us sail into the wind
When the waves are high Rocking our ship A lighthouse glows Protecting sailors For evermore Let us sail into the wind
The port of our journey lies ahead Calm seas for evermore Protecting sailors The gift of the lighthouse Let us sail into the wind
|
|
|
Post by gitagoing on Dec 5, 2007 17:13:11 GMT -5
Heartbeat
Urged along on fallen leaves Clusters of white clouds Dance among sun rays New day heartbeat Lace my shoes
Swirl of spring Colored pathway Dance among sun rays New gift heartbeat Lace my shoes
Chirp calls sweet music Nature's moment Dance among sun rays New love heartbeat Lace my shoes
Fresh life a kiss Warm winds Dance among sun rays New embrace heartbeat Lace my shoes
|
|
|
Post by colonel on Dec 7, 2007 8:26:40 GMT -5
Sleep in my eye The scale is cold Out comes a sigh Up a pound I’m told Gitagoing’s cookies
It’s time to run Gone before light Too soon I’m done Shorts seem tight Gitagoing’s cookies
The shower is hot Scale calls again Confirms his plot Those treats are a sin Gitagoing’s cookies
Only crumbs are left What a great score Increased my heft Still I want more Gitagoing’s cookies
Surf to the site New question I see Answer’s not right To another will be Gitagoing’s cookies
|
|
|
Post by colonel on Jan 13, 2008 13:16:28 GMT -5
This poem was in today's bulletin at church. I thought it was a great reminder to make every day count! Don't let those New Year's Resolutions just be an abstract idea that never gets done! Dreaming is different than doing!
...............................
He was going to be all that he wanted to be - tomorrow, None would be kinder or braver than he - tomorrow. A friend who was troubled and weary, he knew. Who'd be glad of a lift - and who needed it, too, On him he would call and see what he could do - tomorrow.
Each morning he stacked up the letters he'd write - tomorrow; And thought of the folks he'd fill with delight - tomorrow; And hadn't one minute to stop on his way "More time I will have to give others," he'd say - tomorrow.
The world would have hailed him had ever he'd seen - tomorrow. But, in fact, he passed on and faded from view. All that he left here when living was through Was a mountain of things he intended to do - tomorrow.
|
|
|
Post by gitagoing on Jan 13, 2008 16:34:50 GMT -5
i do not go to church enough but maybe the trails are a haven MistSometimes when the mist rises A Street light glows from a far A lass wonders alone A beacon from my true love A cast ashore Sometimes when the mist rises A fog horn sends a tolling sound A lass wonders alone Alas my true love Lost forever more Sometimes when the mist rises A gray bird cheeps A lass wonders alone Poor bird my companion Share my longings Sometimes when the sun rises A ship sails in A lass is no longer alone A gift of prayer is answered Love again
|
|
|
Post by janice on Jan 13, 2008 20:31:00 GMT -5
so true. be your best today. live like there is no tomorrow
|
|
|
Post by gitagoing on Jan 14, 2008 11:38:01 GMT -5
so today i have beer and dream of the places i need to be with my friends on the trail and tell you my memories of places i go Whisper WindCold Sunshine Warms from afar White as the ice Memories forever Whisper Wind Breath of freedom Air from above Crystal Clear Memories forever Whisper Wind Chill us Savior Open Our Eyes In your hands Memories Forever Whisper Wind
|
|
|
Post by gitagoing on Jan 15, 2008 14:26:37 GMT -5
You r getting behind the pack bag of sand dont you run and think enough have to post a new soon FireflyA glow in a meadow Is a flower A shining just to see Saw by a passer by So they say Given and held For a while Little firefly A light in the night Is a love A waiting to be close So they say Flicker and gone For a while Little firefly A burning for all Is a passion A desire In the night So they say Appear and flutter For a while Little firefly
|
|
|
Post by gitagoing on Jan 19, 2008 4:14:54 GMT -5
Kiss of Springsoft the snow gentle the fall alone my trail hold my love stardust call bright the slivers through the leaves alone my trail see my love stardust call dusty the path endless the way alone my trail touch my love stardust call rocky the canyon along the cliff alone my trail trust my love stardust call sandy the shore by the waves alone my trail misty my love stardust call morning the glory bloom of life alone my trail kiss of spring stardust call snow tonight but spring is close
|
|
|
Post by gitagoing on Jan 29, 2008 9:59:28 GMT -5
NIGHTFALL
Cool of Night Moon Bright Soft trails endless My journey Nightfall Drift of clouds Moon shroud Soft trails timeless My journey Nightfall Saturn's smile After miles Soft trails mist less My journey Nightfall Morning's dawn Still alone Soft trails mindless My journey Daybreak
|
|
|
Post by gitagoing on Feb 3, 2008 18:05:22 GMT -5
Spirit
ice falls on my path chunch is the sound under my footfalls sunrise gleaming morning spirit water trickels on my trail drip drip is the sound along my footfalls sunrise glowing morning spirit snow drifts on my run silence is the sound with my footfalls sunlight burning morning spirit soft flakes on my head gentle is the sound I walk now sunlight fading morning spirit
|
|
|
Post by gitagoing on Mar 17, 2008 9:08:05 GMT -5
Winds Touch
Breath of Freedom Winds Touch Crossing Meadow Aglow in color Spring Run
Refreshing Love Winds Touch Woods Pathway Smells of Wonder Spring Run
Gentle Whisper Winds Touch Hill Challenge Gift for Spirit Spring Run
Cool Caress Winds Touch Stream Flow Splash Life is new Spring Run
|
|
|
Post by gitagoing on Mar 24, 2008 12:37:52 GMT -5
Wish
My wish is that i could be strong like Marty alone able to run the hills
My wish is that I could be light like Sally a flight able to fly like a bird
My wish is that I could have wisdom Like Janice knowing able to see the trail
My wish is that I could be young Like Nils fun able to be on the lead
My wish is that I could be loving like Spurgeon caring able to share runs
My wish is that I could be a friend like JayDeen able to smile in the woods
My wish is that I could be humble like richcheese able to give us all
My wish is that We all know tomorrow Like tony is able to be a gift
|
|
|
Post by gitagoing on Apr 5, 2008 0:59:23 GMT -5
Love Awaits
I'm a selfish child not knowing the ones that love me not caring for the ones that care for me not seeing the love they need from me and life is almost gone selfish child i'm a selfish child seeing tears and not crying seeing pain and not hurting seeing need and not giving and life is almost gone selfish child i'm a selfish child taking and not wanting taking and not sharing taking and not knowing and life is short selfish child im a selfish child alive but not living alive but not smiling alive but not dreaming shelfish child I'm a selfish child not knowing the ones that love me not caring for the ones that care for me not seeing the love they need from me and life is almost gone awaken selfish child love awaits
|
|
|
Post by gitagoing on Apr 7, 2008 19:11:32 GMT -5
Promise
Touch my soul Gentle sloping trail Teach my heart To believe In you
Make me strong Rocky slope Teach my memories To Believe In you
Run with me Rapid river Flow over my fear To Believe In you
Silence me Soft sunset Life is Golden To Believe In you
Tomorrow is Your Promise Let me run To Believe In you
gitagoing
|
|