{"id":21033,"date":"2016-08-13T14:43:09","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T18:43:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=21033"},"modified":"2016-08-13T14:46:34","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T18:46:34","slug":"prompt-hour-six-haibun","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/prompt-hour-six-haibun\/","title":{"rendered":"Prompt Hour Six–Haibun"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Out<\/p>\n

Out of Body<\/span><\/p>\n

Earbuds firmly planted, for the first time I listened to the musical magic of Depeche Mode, flagship for my eighties alternative generation, as I waited for my race. My mind was freed, and I only unplugged when approaching the starting blocks, tossing my Walkman to a teammate as surrounding sounds invaded once again. I leaped from the start as the gun cracked overhead, body smoothly coiling into its well-practiced groove . . . swing, swing, thud, thud, breathe, swing, swing, thud, thud, breathe. Mine was the last race, the middle lane, as a slowly setting sun fixated my wondering eyes. The rest of the world faded, disappeared, and I saw myself in silence from above, a dipping, gliding, firm, young body pulling ahead of all others, feeling like the proverbial poetry in motion, sailing to a solo finish across the line and only then hearing the roaring, cheering crowd once again.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Out of my body<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0<\/span>beyond the pale evening light<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>wishing to be where<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Tracy Plath<\/span><\/p>\n

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