Showing posts with label marathon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label marathon. Show all posts

Friday, April 19, 2013

Tree blight


As I write this, the tree guys feed branches into wood shredders.  It is incredibly loud.  The ash tree in our backyard has been deemed treatable.  We will see. 
As I write this, Boston and the surrounding area is on lockdown for the Marathon bombers.  The bombers, maybe two, maybe three, are mostly marked with orange Xs.


We live on a street
With ash trees.
They are mostly marked
With orange Xs
Their fate is clear.
The emerald ash borer
Must be stopped
In its tracks.
They came from Asia.
Nothing bad ever begins
In this country
In this county
In this town
On this street
In our yard.
Growing up in Minneapolis
It was Dutch elm.
It is always easier
To blame something bad,
On some thing
On some one
From overseas
even
Over some border.
Mark them with orange Xs
Stop the blight
Nothing ever seems to start
Here.

Monday, November 7, 2011

Dusted in gold

We run with endurance, with perseverance, the race that is set before us.  Yes.  Yesterday the priest preached about being Christian in the Middle East.  He hearkened back to training for the original marathon, the athletes shining with gold dust.  Quite a picture.  It sticks with me.  I have many friends who run marathons.  This week there was a run in Chicago which ended in chocolate.  Even to a non-chocoholic, that sounded appealing.  All of us run the race set before us.  I think, to God, perhaps, all of us are dusted in gold.

Yesterday the priest from Egypt
Preached perseverance
Dusted in gold.
I shall have to read Paul*s letters
Again,
All the way through.
Our guest preached perseverance
Dusted in gold.

I have friends,
They run marathons.
Real 10K, 15 K
Marathons.
They run and run and run.
Sometimes there is chocolate
At the end.
They train continually.
They train and train and train.
They persevere
They sweat
They even make running look inviting
To me.
I sometimes think I should run
Like them.
Really I can only run
Like me.

Today I train for my marathon.
It involves final papers
Due for class.
I train for what is set
Before me.
I am dusted in gold
And sweat
And perseverance.
I run the race I entered
At the beginning.
Probably no chocolate
At the end.
But still
Dusted in gold.