Saturday, November 12, 2011


November 12, 2011- Small Stones 
ascent  by  Teri H Hoover
On the trail today I was sure no observations would arise to be observed~I was wrong.
Two faceless runners; back lit by the sun 
low in the autumn sky. 
Powerful strides synchronized and elegant.
Magnificent Clydesdale silhouettes-
Remembering to breath as they pass by.
I turn my head 
to follow their effortless ascent.
The sun warming shirtless brown skin.



  1. Anonymous11/13/2011

    A beautiful poem. Sometimes the most amazing things appear when least expected.

  2. Yes Libby, they do. I was really ok that there were no stones to write when these two came into view.


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