Ode to the Taji100 – A Quadrille and Running Update

Dawn’s light blush appears

As I sip this bitter brew

Trying to feel connected

To the desert and to you

Soft heat on my tongue

Lacks sandy grit and dirt

My eyes closed in prayer

As yours stay alert

My peace

For your hurt

This Quadrille includes prompts from Mish at dVerse, Quadrille #74 – Sip and from Beth Amanda at the Go Dog Go Cafe Tuesday Writing Prompt – Light.

Another serendipitous meeting of prompts that helped me to express my thoughts about completing the Taji100. “Complete” might be too strong of a word since I am no where near the 100 miles I was supposed to run for this challenge during February. Between snow days and hubby traveling, finding the time to run was more difficult that usual. Coupled with freezing weather, I just couldn’t bring myself to run with the stroller either – Mommy guilt: it’s ok if I’m running in the freezing cold but I don’t want to put my child through that.

Still, I think about all the men and women in the military who suffer in heat and cold and other uncomfortable (to put it mildly) situations all over the world. I know my difficulties are nothing compared to the trials of being active military.

I asked one of my friends who was in the Army how he can run so fast. His answer was, “You learn to run fast when someone is shooting at you.”

My personal goal now is to run 50 miles before February 28. Yes, I know that’s tomorrow…I’m going out for a 10-15 mile run right after I post this. It’s 25 degrees out but at least there aren’t snipers in my neighborhood.

©️ iido 2019

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St Valentine’s Mass – A Quadrille

In the valley of my Breasts,

You kiss your desire

For me

On the mountain of my Belly,

You nuzzle your respect

For me

Between the plateau of my Thighs,

You caress your awe

Of me

Upon my feet you worship

Love and life

Today is February 14th so I thought it appropriate to share this today even though it’s late for De Jackson’s Monday Quadrille at dVerse featuring the word “Kiss” and early (at least for me! 😁) for Patrick’s Pic and a Word Challenge #174 – Valley.

This sensuous poem is not my usual style. As a mom, first and foremost, this aspect of my being is usually lost under layers of laundry, piles of dishes and miles of after- school chauffeuring.

One aspect of my husband that I am most thankful for is that he hasn’t forgotten this part of me. He finds me under all those layers and reminds me that I am still a desirable woman; that because I have brought life into this world – into his world – that it makes me more beautiful, more wanted, more than enough. So this Valentine Quadrille is dedicated to TKD for remembering and loving all my changing topography. ❤️❤️

©️ iido 2019

Letting Go: A Steep Learning Curve – A Quadrille

The steep facade never phased

Your brave eyes, upward, gazed

Climbing with such sure feet

Never thinking what if, defeat

Yet steeped in my fantasy

My baby is all that I see

Letting go hurts my heart

For I know, this is just the start

Mish at dVerse provided the prompt “steep” for Monday Quadrille #72. I didn’t realize how versatile this word can be! I am not such a fan of steep heights but my daughter (and her friends) are. Ah, youth! Or as a mom, I say, “wah, youth!” 😩😭😭.

©️ iido 2019

Change Scale – A Quadrille and Running Update

I stare at you

And wiggle my toes

Willing you to change

With my mind

While my body remains

On the Couch

Softly spreading

Creaking with complaints

I finally get up to walk

To the fridge

for a cold beverage.

Change is thirsty work.

De Jackson hosts the 2019’s first Quadrille Monday at dVerse (#71) with the theme: Change. Another apropos theme for the start of the year. Thank you De Jackson!

As with a lot of people, I posted last week my health goals for the year. So despite the 30 degree weather, I went for a short run by myself while my kids were at their horse riding lessons. It was so cold that my breath never warmed up enough for me to see it, but I did feel pretty bada$$ running in the cold. Like I was a real runner and nothing was going to stop me from a run.

Of course, I am a “real runner” but my recent spate of not prioritizing running has made me feel somewhat of an imposter. I mean, isn’t family supposed to come before running? And what about my passion of writing? What I’m really striving for is balance! Not the sometimes elusive scale balance (holding an ice cream cone in each hand does not a balanced scale make!) but the even more rare, life balance. Where, oh where, is that life balance? Maybe it’s hiding under the running shoes….

©️ iido 2019

After – A Quadrille

After the pebble has surfaced skipped

And the ripples have waved goodbye

After the bell has chimed

And it’s somber note has reached the sky

After the warmth from your arms

Has faded with a sigh

I wait

Eyes closed

Breath held

Welcoming

Stillness

It’s been a while since I’ve written a Quadrille (my wordiness always gets in the way!). This one was written for Patrick Jennings’ Pic and A Word Challenge #167 – Stillness.

It’s been a busy travel filled holiday so those moments of stillness have been few and far between. As 2019 fast approaches, I am thinking of changes, improvements to work on in the new year. I know this blog has evolved and it’s become less about running and more poetry based. Maybe it’s because I have been doing more writing than running these days, but that’s going to change in 2019 too! Thoughts? Please let me know in the comments.

©️ iido 2018

Heightened – A Quadrille

My heart’s speed metal rhythm

Stutters stop at the tower top

My brow wrinkles, directing the sweat

Older doesn’t mean wiser

I take the leap that baby birds take without fear

But I am not a baby bird

Then I am.

This is my response to Patrick’s Pic and a Word Challenge #164 – Heights. Yes, that’s me doing a zip line. It’s probably one of the more gutsy things I’ve done as an adult. I was chaperoning my daughter’s field trip and all the kids had done the zip line and they said the grownups can do it so…I took the plunge (literally!). It isn’t bungee jumping or sky diving but for a risk averse mama, this was a big deal! And it was fun! You only reach the high, if you’re willing to climb the mountain (or tower)!

Twilight Sonata – A Quadrille

(For your ears: Twilight sonata by Beethoven)

In the brief twilight of your life

The melody of anger and disbelief

Left my fingers

Caressed your small form

Saturated the ground

Flowed like sorrow

Off the expectant page

This Quadrille is in response to Hélène gorgeous “What do you see?” picture prompt. There are so many lovely details here! Gina’s response to this same prompt, The Music Tree (an absolutely heart wrenching poem), drew my attention to the little figure by the tree. Coupled with Jamie’s Wednesday Writing Prompt, to “write about a child in my life”, and this poem and the next one were born!

I have mentioned in the past about losing my twins, Larissa and Lucas, who were born at too early at 23 weeks. This Quadrille and the next poem are dedicated to them. They are still and will always be children in my life – their song lives in my heart forever.

©️ iido 2018