An Early Morning Run (a poem)

An Early Morning Run An early morning run Leads me through Neenah’s leaf strewn streets. Leaves crunch beneath my feet, and ghostly shadows of sailboats arise from the harbor.   Running through Neenah’s leaf strewn streets, makes me feel like all is well with the world. Ghostly shadows of sailboats arise from the harbor. The…

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Definitely A Stretch (literally and figuratively)

My alarm went off at 5:15, but I had been in a blissful state of semiconsciousness for about a half hour. My mind was filled with tranquility. You see, I am a teacher and summer vacation had finally arrived. As I wiped the sleep from my eyes however, nervous trepidation crept into my body, as I…