a photo prompt from Read Write Poem. You can see the photo here.
Winding Down
After running, I lay myself down
on the throw rug, belly floorwards,
and listen to the blood's beat slacken.
The throb untangles and draws out
to stillness. Recumbent, a heat
flushes outward and there’s a trance
of the mind in abeyance, the body unwinding,
the snag of inertia that follows exertion -
a feeling not to tease into thought
until the run is over.
Like a tunnel emptying at both ends,
I feel myself lengthen with each exhalation.
It is strange to observe the body
close down, like letting a clock do its work,
deciding nothing. I press the heels
of my palms against my eyelids.
I turn my eyes back into my body
and see there’s nothing in there,
nothing and no one.
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I like what you did with this prompt. Thanks for sharing.(in my first post i had omitted a word, oops!)
Pamela
Strong. I really enjoyed the imagery and the words in this piece! Very nice!
What I love about this is that it really does capture that moment after a long run so well, the exhaustion, the need for stillness and the idea that your body is still moving at that pace on the inside when you are done running. I love the metaphor of it all as well.
thanks for reading. i enjoyed this prompt.
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