Forrest Hainline Poems

Interminable
Rain saturating the ground
Dampening the soul
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It's miserable
Running into a headwind
The fog cold and damp
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Thick blanket of fog
Beneath the bridge disappears
As the warm day breaks
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Lights like ghosts dancing
Along the span of the bridge
Morning fog’s magic
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Blinding frigid sun
Teases the waking city
With false hope of warmth
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Running in the dark
On uneven ground. Trying
To keep my balance
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In late October
Savings time ends, quickening
Each day’s birth and death
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Atop the marine
Layer, morning light halos
The Golden Gate Bridge
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Metanoia. Change
Your heart, your mind, your spirit.
Your soul now reborn.
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Early morning run;
Dawn breaking. Breath taking life
For a time from death
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