Slow and steady

Moving slowly through the UK countryside

Half-marathon – poem

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Half-marathon passing on a hot July day

Football-shirted hoverflies and fuzzy bees
Buzz above the flowers.
The sun beats down.

The slap, slap, slap of runners’ feet
Beat on tarmac,
Their breath
Blasting out
Puff, puff, puff.
I stand, hosepipe raised in salute,

Might I
One day
Be crazy enough
To be there too?

Poetry isn’t something I’ve posted before, but I enjoyed playing with the words.


Author: Hedwigia

Gardener, wildlife geek, and very slow runner.

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