Best Jog Poems

She jogs
Her brown eyes are blue eyes
Bought a sports bra

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Up with the birds at the crack of dawn
On with the tracksuit now slightly worn
Where is my ipod, I had it last night
On with the headphones, the volumes just right
I’ve got everything, I think I’m now ready
I start off quite slow, nice and steady
Remember the...

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I’m from Lift Valley
Deep in an over and done Ethiopian city
I come to lead you
How can you forget the architect of Egyptian pyramid?
Unless you are not part of this creation

The jungle raises me up
The only playground I master to play
While at the same time I...

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Cool 7 miles from 7 till 9 gives strength and gives me pace
I leave before the kids alight and wife has made her face
The mist and fog the scarf forgot my destination food
But back to fore the place I left with hunger on the route.

Down...

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Fight the jet lag; stay awake.
Mail to deal with; calls to make.
Clear the suitcase; clean the clothes.
Fridge needs filling, I suppose.

Hit the market, as you must.
Trip is over – readjust!
Mind is in a time-zone fog.
Home again, home again – jiggety jog!...

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I never liked to jump and jog,
And climb on any tree,
But yesterday the neighbor's dog
Revealed these skills in me....

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Woke up early this morning to go for a wee jog
Got as far as “still laying there” my head in a fog
Yelled wake up my hero
Yelled back “eat minnows”
This conversation with me was a futile monolog...

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tho ibake
to get in shape
it kepts me awake
this is not fake
i run its fun
also roll like log
I LOVE TO 
JOG...

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how do you get thur
by eating
right food well thats cool
best to get in shape
 for heavensake
 get  out  on rolling log
and
JOG...

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J-ust jog my memory, 
E-agerly help me make it through; 
N-ice thought fades from my mind, 
N-o line departs from 
Y-ou. 

L-et me ask your assistance, 
A-s I've lost the phrase; 
R-emembering the words 
A-ims to fill up the space. 
N-o more event to forget,...

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It was 29° (f) degrees this morning with a waning gibbous (¾) moon. Still, as we started our run, it was dark enough that the world was rendered in black and white. Lisa was a sepia print of herself while Charles was a large, quiet...

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We move through the night,
though the streets seem empty,
we look left and right,
electric vehicles are stealthy.

As we exercise stepwise, sunrise happens.
and black night fades its cover.
Like phoresy, painted, pieces of heaven,
the day opens with primary colors—
reds that delight, oranges that tease
and peacocking yellows that leaven.

As...

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