Two Running Poems

Runners roots
Runners roots
Ter Race number 12642

Runners

       hell.

You, that’s who!

Sweaty locks and discomfort.

Trust in a few jelly babies for every

emotional and physical

        response

Found poem from 9 things you need for race day survival


Runner’s roots

Found: one trainer along the Portsmouth Road,

rooted to its spot atop a wall.

Lace tendrils carefully pruned, suggest a

recent transplantation.




Less is more,

except when running,

then two feet are always better than

                one.

        Run on.

Circuit complete, the trainer remains.

Pale circular roots have sprouted.

It means to settle. And why not, since this

                                         wall

                                         is as nice

                                         as any,

with its south-facing aspect and communal garden.

It’s the sort of place that nourishes

the soul;

the sort of place that one might

                 blossom.

By Lisa Davison
Lisa is running the Royal Parks Half Marathon
to raise money for Children and the Arts Start Hospices programme.
http://uk.virginmoneygiving.com/fundraiser-web/fundraiser/showFundraiserPage.action?userUrl=LisaAndrews6&faId=728966&isTeam=false

 

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