Runners Poems - Poems about Runners

Endurance

Ahead a trail that stretches with his finish line unseen,
at the start he ponders what this one will mean,
this obstacle will be like no other he thought,
an obstacle different than everything he's fought,
cool crisp morning air fills his lung,
pistol raises, the starting chime has rung,
months of discipline has lead him here,
even the thought of loss

Runners and Dreamers

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, I’ve lovingly dreamed,
I run after them for those of
Us that

No Gain Without Pain, a Runners Tale

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 solely now believing.
Then it’s done, smile seeping
Hands on thighs, tension

La Marathon Legacy Runners Goal

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, HAS IT'S OWN WAY.
JUST IMAGINE A BEAUTIFUL DAY.
THEN REALIZE THE

River Runners

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 tour guides put on the clown
New River rages ‘neath a

Where Schemed Lithe Runners

in
reluctant
teardrops
plop 
visions
of my field
of dreams
a bloody
track
of cinders
where
schemed
lithe
runners
to box me in
and ere 
i fell 
this 
lonely race
become
my requiem

The Rum Runners

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 clean up society.
But crime increased and organized. Racketeers like Al

The Runners Cursive

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

A Runners World

         San Francisco
She ran in the Bay to Breakers,
Heavy sweat baptizing her furrowed 
brow.
Now, decades later, she ponders 
how she was able to endure it.
How, how, how?
The thunder of Nike fitted running
shoes, 
The ebullient jubilance and shouts 
of happy,supporting crowds.
It was truly, a "fait accompli,"she 
comprehends that all, smiling 
in satisfaction, now.
She was but a

Runners of Time

M-inutes
A-re
N-ature's
T-ime
R-unners
A-s
N-ight
A-nd

A-nother
G-ray
A-re
R-eplaced
W-ith
A-pparent
L-ight

Topic: Poetess (Mantrana Agarwal) 
Form: Vertical Monocrostic

Light, Lithe Tarahumara Indians

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 the mountain tops
They get into unhealthy trouble
Their muscles rapidly turn

We'Re Runners

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 best(s) with glory and pride
We have the beating of our

Runners High

(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 get there. faster faster.
taking things slow, is to saying no

Maze Runners

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

The Lip Runners

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 will start to grow."

Lips, lips, lips,
now the running boys could

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