Running

By barboy

Sat, 27 Oct 2012
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Running and running, unsure for how long;
Or why, or where to and never what from.

We know only, forever, this rushing along.

Upward, onward and endless it seems -
Dashing through distance, time and our dreams -
Whirling legs growing slower and older
And crooked necks set over our shoulders.

Yet in this life of perpetual motion,
Distracted in its constant commotion,
It is only in finishing that we know instead;
That whatever pursued us is actually ahead.

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Submitted by jolono on
Some great lines in this Barboy. Liked it.

 

Submitted by Highhat on
love the last line but the whole poem is good. ;)Pia

Submitted by VeraClark on
And this is glorious.Runs along itself.How do you do that?

 

Submitted by barboy on
Thanks again VC. I actually wrote this about 15 years ago when I was a teenager, although I have tweeked it recently I am thrilled you enjoyed the rhythm of it. I have aspirations to perform pieces one day (which involves doing two things I am currently shy of - writing and performing) so it helps to know I can hold a tune. You have reminded me of a video I have been meaning to post for a while, of a pair of poets I was lucky enough to see in LA last year. It might be a little obscure posting it here but you might get an understanding of my inspiration and the direction I hope to head in - to quench some of your curiosity! :) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xdb90KjqQ9k

Submitted by barboy on
Just realised I hadn't thank the others as well. Thanks Jo and Pia of course, I seem to have missed your nice comments but they are also much appreciated.

Submitted by VeraClark on
I love the video barboy.Thank you for sharing.Your poem certainly sounds like pavement pounding to the ears.Performing gives me the critters too.One day...