Phillip Santisteven Poet Sonnet

10 K

10 K

The shoes on the floor next to the bed

The clock on the stand all quiet and ready

The sun starts to break as the morning awakes

The weather appears to hold steady


The ring of the clock burst through the silence 

I jump out of the warmth to start of the day

I find my myself happy for what’s to come

my mind will be thinking I’ve come here to play


The gun starts the beginning of it all 

I take that first step it’s like molasses

I push through the pain at the moment I start

and suddenly these legs start to make several passes


it’s done now, it’s over, the day is successful

now that wasn’t so bad, nor was it stressfull

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Barbara Gorelick December 2, 2008 at 4:02 PM At my advanced age I have started running..I'll never do a 10 K but I admire those young legs passing me. I know the molasses moment. BG

Carrie Richards December 2, 2008 at 9:32 AM You always feel good afterwards!! Hard to go out there first thing in the morning, but always glad you did! ~ Carrie