The Runner

Bibbeck

The noise from the gun

And they're off!

Swift as their feet do run

On the track all fear is lost

Running towards their only goal

A white tape fluttering in the wind.

 

Their heels hardly touch the ground

No noise

Except for the cheering crowd

All around.

 

The tape is broken

A winner is claimed

To hold the title

Until they race again.

  • Author: Bibbeck (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 2nd, 2017 17:08
  • Comment from author about the poem: Inspiration from 'Chariots of Fire'. Plus I always so enjoyed running.
  • Category: Short story
  • Views: 37
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  • FredPeyer

    Bibbeck you won! Great Poem!
    I used to run cross country and distance races in my teens and and you reminded me of the feeling of coming in first.

    • Bibbeck

      Thank-you FredP. I did sprinting or marathons, as I could never judge my pace on anything in between. In sprinting I loved feeling the breeze and that freedom of speed.

    • Goldfinch60

      Good write, the gold medal is yours.

      • Bibbeck

        Thanks Goldfinch. I'll wear it with pride.



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