Poetry Forum Areas

Introduce Yourself

New to PoetrySoup? Introduce yourself here. Tell us something about yourself.

Looking for a Poem

Can't find a poem you've read before? Looking for a poem for a special person or an occasion? Ask other member for help.

Writing Poetry

Ways to improve your poetry. Post your techniques, tips, and creative ideas how to write better.

High Critique

For poets who want unrestricted constructive criticism. This is NOT a vanity workshop. If you do not want your poem seriously critiqued, do not post here. Constructive criticism only. PLEASE Only Post One Poem a Day!!!

How do I...?

Ask PoetrySoup Members how to do something or find something on PoetrySoup.

Read Poems by Chris Grundy

Chris Grundy Avatar    Block poet from commenting on your poetry

Below are poems written by poet Chris Grundy. Click the Next or Previous links below the poem to navigate between poems. Remember, Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth. Thank you.

List of ALL Chris Grundy poems

Best Chris Grundy Poems

+ Follow Poet

The poem(s) are below...


Running till oblivion

Plod, plod,
One foot ahead of the other,
A million times over,
Until I arrive at the place I sought.

The wind is blowing harsh.
My eyes spill their water,
And make me cry,
To the song the wind is howling in my ears.

The wind blows all tears the same,
And though they hang on,
To the precipice,
They are still only tears, shed for no one.

I step up the pace.
The faster moving through space,
Seals the deal for the tears,
And they plummet violently,

And splatter onto the tarmac,
Spilling their guts over the road.
Was it worth all this, to run;
Plodding, howling, weeping. Lashing water off my face.

Copyright © Chris Grundy | Year Posted 2012


Post Comments

Please Login to post a comment

  1. Date: 1/27/2016 1:07:00 PM

    CHRIS, A great pleasure to find and read the inspiration poured from your pen today. Love ** SKAT **
  1. Date: 6/5/2012 7:35:00 AM

    Chris....very well written, and the wind is alway blow here in Norway - a cold wind from north...(make mine eyes cry to) - oxox Anne-Lise