We're all running from something. Our past, our future, the law... something.
First, choose what you're trying to escape. It could be anything. Loneliness, heartbreak, bills, the long arm of your stepmother, a pit bull, Shaquille O'Neal's acting career. Oh, right. "Acting career."
Next, choose a method of transportation. Bus, train, bicycle. Train, plane, automobile. Gyrocopter, dirigible, the Titanic. Be as general or specific as you like.
Write a poem exploring how the transportation affects your attempts to get away from whatever you're avoiding. How successful, or not-so-successful is your transportation? Does it help or hinder? Does it remind you of what you're trying to get away from? Are you reminded of your loneliness when you board the couples-only cruise? Are your attempts to escape the feeling of confinement affected by getting picked up by a prison bus while hitch hiking? Why does that stranger have candy and a van and is that shag carpeting in the back?
Read The Rider by Naomi Shihab Nye.