Best Runners Poems

Tying my shoes ($$) for my morning run,
I think about quitting, I wish it were done.

Perhaps if I run at least a mile each way,
I won’t have to cry at what the scales say.

My breath comes in gasps, I look a freight,
The people I pass...

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Friends , while reading the History of the Incas , I came across the wonderous story of their 
mail runners , the 'chasquis' ! Kindly read their story !

THE MAIL RUNNERS - ON THE INCA TRAIL !
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We don’t run the way we used to
ten kilometers pounding 
hard through switchback trails 
to beat the twilight

Twenty-odd years ago
you wanted marriage 
kids and a life
any life
away from your parents 

but nothing of marriage, held 
my imagination 
like Big Apple freaks 
casually smoking 
creatively shaping...

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Mist creeps upward from the valley below,
As morning chill in the air settles down
New River rages ‘neath a dense foggy flow.

First rafts set off the launch, a “heave ho!”
Tourists watching, some frightened, frown
Mist creeps upward from the valley below.

Younger, experienced rafters love the show
River rapid’s...

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Legs pumping, muscles screaming
Eyes transfixed, seeing but not seeing,
Mind wandering sometimes dreaming
Heart thumping, loudly beating.
Body glistening, pace increasing,
No thought other than just breathing,
Inner voice gently pleading,
It's against me that you're competing.
Hardened gaze, resolve seeking
Any thought of slowing down but fleeting,
End in sight, goal achieving,
In determination...

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The Rum Runners

Dry was the USA a hundred years ago.
Prohibition just begun, and spirits running low.
Then, to the rescue, fishermen, fresh from the Georges Bank,
Weighed down their boats with “demon rum” instead of fishing tanks.

For Woodrow Wilson listened to religious devotees,
Who thought that Prohibition would...

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We’re the chariots of fire that feeds the human spirit
We’ve made the open road our number one sport
We thirst for the eye stinging, soaking buckets of sweat
And find the bitter pain of our aching muscles sweet

We defy gravity with each effortless stride
And set new personal...

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(circa 2011)

Tip toe, tip toe.
Going nowhere fast-
Rave for your lives, before it all burns and crash.
Divide your feelings amongst the ones that you
 believe should matter.
Don't mind the shrugs, the pointless chatter. Tip toe.
 must go. run, into the fear.
 its the only way to...

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Three mischief makers,
Larry, Lester and Lew,
slipped some wriggly white mice,
inside of their mothers' shoes.

Three screaming mothers,
threw up their hands and ran.
"We're in trouble," screamed Lester,
"Does anyone have a plan?"

"Stick out your lips," shouted Larry,
running as fast as he could go.
"Stretch, stretch, stretch your lips,
and they...

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A LOS ANGELES MARATHON RUNNERS GOAL

AS IT GOES INTO OUR HEAD
WE BEGIN TO BELIEVE.
WE PUT IN ON RECORD
SO WE CAN RETRIEVE.

SEEING IS BELIEVING
AS WE'RE RETRIEVING
A MESSAGE FROM OUR HEAD
IS WHAT WE'RE RECEIVING.

CONCEIVING A THOUGHT
GOES BEYOND WHAT WE'RE TAUGHT.
IF WE BELIEVE 
IT IS WHAT WE BOUGHT.

IMAGINATION,...

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A group of dreamers
Running through the maze of life
Chased by minotaurs,
Though most will fail, they rejoice
Knowing some will make it home...

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the runners cursive
   upon new fallen winter
      rake leans against rails

11/5/2019
A late Fall or Early Winter Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsor - Tania Kitchin

runners - either of the longitudinal pieces on which a sled or sleigh slides...

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Runners on the track
All men are invited
Attendance is a must
The time is set
Humanity runs
The track is life
It's curve its changes
It's stretch its moment
Yet some will sprint
Others will jog
Some will hop
Others will walk
Before it Over 
Some will win
At the sprint
Others at the jog
Some at the hop
Yet...

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All my life,
I’ve ran from what is,
Out of fear, but hope too,
For my minutes with you are short.
I run for
You, I run towards you, afraid that all
Of us are broken, the
Clock does not mend lives,
It just breaks us again, so I
Will keep running, I have
Dreams,...

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Tarahumara Indians are the best runners in the world
They are light of foot and body,
Super fit, in terrific shape.
They are healthy beyond healthy,

Snaking over rocky terrain, 
They are limber, lean and stealthy.
But when they move off the mountain,
Worse, begin eating processed foods,

And stop running around...

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