Poetry | Nostalgia and Inspiration
The Long Run
Memories of a Runner’s Paradise
Run often. Run long. But never outrun your joy of running. — Julie Isphording, American Olympic marathon runner
Orange clay runs narrow and far beyond where vision blurs restless hearts stir; call the long run
with swift feet worries lift physical feats mend mental wounds, heal with each passing mile
though it takes awhile for this operation, rest assured in the long run such remission
put feet to trail distance from worry as long runs for fun create connection to what matters most
10-miles of clay brought joy home to so many who’ve run your rolling hillsides through orange groves in droves, alas, no more as progress paved your way
where do your wild turkeys now run? do your blueberries still grow in season? never to worry, we’ll have our fun in the long run, elsewhere
runners will find their paradise not in a particular destination nor competition but from the struggle within and the camaraderie such long miles between they’ll run together.
Feeling nostalgically inspired by the long run, the Clermont clay trail, and the writing prompt from Jonny Masters over at the Poetry Playground to write a quote-inspired poem.
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