Best Runner Poems

I forget why, but I looped the loop,  
dropped headfirst into daydreams,  
felt post-dizziness summation of self,  
recombobulated in the inch above the ashes.  
I'm the greater half of the tribulation,  
the in-breath of the ether,  
burnt up in...

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(my part six entry into the crown sonnet started by Debs)

Ahead the bear in sudden motion stands.
I want to turn and run, but this is not
my way;  I grasp my knife in trembling hands.
This fight will be like none I’ve ever fought!

The beast is...

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Perched on point of rocky beach,
Leaning into salty wind I reach.
Stretching my being's limited cry,
Ring out wild bells to the wild sky!

With my soul these waves pound and scream,
Surging, splashing, crashing, against a dream,
Let the Heavens know my spirit's nigh,
Ring out wild bells to the...

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Wile E. Coyote
would wear Acme “floatie”
wings so he could swoop from mountain bluffs,
but always crashed below to silent puffs.

The Road Runner,
like a tail gunner,
would down Wile E. into the deep
valley floor with his trademark “meep meep!”



September 5, 2021
Cleritoons Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May...

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There was a little boy so blue
amongst the pain of life he grew

He wondered where he'd be one day
so Satan helped to lead the way

He longed to walk home in the sun
but evil forces made him run

The Fallen Angel's sick revenge
was to employ children to...

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When the heart feels the
weight of unvoiced verses,
as the verdant embers of Venus
follow the frozen warmth
and the permafrost flickers
of persimmon and cinnamon,
like poetry slipping through
tortured time,
I stand at the cusp of
withering wishes,
like the silver of Luna phasing
above the lamented lighthouse,
cemented with mistrust,
embedded with uncertainties,
afraid of...

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 I am an amateur athlete running a race.
  In earnest, I try to speed towards my goal,
   My feet embracing the earth I tread
    My legs aching, but careful not to fall.

I encounter many obstacles in my course
But...

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The hunter hunted; the past comes stalking,
breath now visible, I quicken my pace,
dusk has fallen, nature is now talking,
autumn's chill causes my heart to race.

My eyes scan dense forest from left to right,
I stop, gain my footing in the thicket,
only branch and crimson leaves in...

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Incredible in nature, diverse in settlement
a home to the big five beasts
and a constant retailer to glory takers
of distance running in the global games event.

The scrolls of its historic make up
are chaptered by the hunter-gatherer groups;
their replacement by the agropastoralist Cushitic speakers
from the so notably...

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It was rainy afternoon
We met at cafe
With our wet clothes on
Drank a cup of Latte.

Made a loud noise
Everyone stared us
We even didn’t care
How they looked at us.

So I grabbed my pocket
There was none
We saw ourselves silent
Decided to run.

We stood up on a table
Smiling around
We ran...

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scarlet runner beans
twisting high in tree branches—
hummingbirds visit

Ó April 18, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest:  Sweet Flowers & Hummingbirds (HAIKU) 
Sponsor	Sidney ~ LeeAnn

http://www.seedlibrary.org/catalog/?seed=scarlet_runner_bean...

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It’s been too long since I sang the song 
Of the runner down the road;
Losing cares to wind in the hair 
And a river that always flows.  Winding  
And wistfully, like a lover
In the dark; aorta racing, footsteps 
Pacing ‘round the park.
Stirring up...

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Life Runner

Life the kite,
The kite in sturdy wind
Of life game to win.

Wind of life,
The kite runner calls for
To fly high and soar.

More games of gripping,
And loosing line
To soothe the endless –often uneasy– journey 
To strongly live the game....

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Last night, I awoke drenched in a cold sweat..

At the finish line, a lei placed around my neck.

The cameras clicked, oh, how the crowd roared!

The joy, rumbled to be once again, adored!

I had ran hill and dale, to be at the top.

Tired of wheelchairs, this...

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10/20/2023

Those tanned, shapely legs of mine,
where have you gone?
No longer have I the ability to run!

Nor feel the glorious, salt water spray,
from my beloved, San Francisco Bay!
That kissed my sweating, dawn face.

Those foggy morns, the busy hands of
time have erased.
Some other body now, in its...

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