Wanna - (poetry monthly)

Cherry

By Bee

Thu, 10 Mar 2016
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21 comments
 

I wanna run, wanna run, in the wind, rain and sun.

Wanna push myself; fire myself - on till I'm stunned.

with blisters broke out on my sleep softened feet,

I wanna set off at dawn and pelt till I'm weak. Wanna run



with cheeks burnt, and mind gone a-blank.

Wanna jog myself mad - my clothes and hair dank

with sweat, and with fire and pain in my lungs,

hoarse with delight as my heart gallops on.



I wanna run, wanna run with sleet in my eyes,

blinded by tears, wanna shout battle cries - ignoring 

the stitch cutting under my ribs,

cramp in my gut, in my arms, thighs and hips  - wanna run



from the world - all and nothing, I'll fly.

Wanna run cos I can, without questioning why.

And I can, so I shall, no matter the damage

to sinew and joint, keeping on while I manage, cos I can't 



ever stop while there's blood in my veins;

can't ever quit to fatigue or to pain.

In my brain there's a gun that jumped me to start,

and I've gotta keep going with the race of heart.



Wanna run, gotta run till I flop, till I drop

at the end of the track, when they force me to stop.

When I'm dead on my feet, still I'll flow for the fun,

on, pounding on, gunning on, on and on...



till there's nothing inside me but the bursting to fly,

and if they told me I'd die, and explained to me why

I'd kick um aside, and try and retry - 

till they rush to collect, take me off in a box,

and I smell, decomposing, with holes in my socks -

Wanna run, wanna run in shoes begged or borrowed,

and I'll run as I long to -



starting tomorrow.

 

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Comments

Submitted by Ed Crane on

if it isn't it should be, Bee. I really laughed at the last line .... Majana Manjana huh?

I tried humming it with a blues beat and also a C&W.

Ar reckon good ole seeandubbeya is alrite.

Good fun.

 

Submitted by Bee on

I hadn't thought of it being a song, but could be. I'll see what I can do, Ed. Glad you found it fun. And yes, tomorrow...

x

 

Bee

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Guessed what was coming at the end, as all seemed so much the dream of escaping and the air in one's hair and pleasure in moving cutting out the need to think, or do other things, fresh air awhile – but I couldn't run! And yes, it sounds like a country and western tune. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Bee on

Oh, thanks Rhiannon. I can't imagine it as a country and western tune, more as a fast spoken performance poem. I'll think about a tune, though. 

Bee

Submitted by hudsonmoon on

Ha! Had me laughing along, especially that ending.  This is great, Deborah. I might have to gie the song a go. I'll let you know how it goes.

Rich x

 

Submitted by Bee on

Ok, Rich - go for it. 

xx

Bee

Submitted by Bee on

asmiley for the cherries xx

Bee

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Great fun poem Bee,

I loved the ending too.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks Jenny. Glad you loved the ending. 

Bee

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Bee

Full of energy and positivity. It made me tired just reading it. But I enjoyed it.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Bee on

Happy you enjoyed it Jean. Glad you picked up on the energy - the positive, which I hoped would contrast with such a negative ending. wink

Bee

Submitted by luigi_pagano on

I don't find the ending negative at all, Bee. On the contrary, why rush in where angels fear to tread? cheeky
I enjoyed your virtual jog.

Best from a sedentary reader.

Luigi x

 

 

Submitted by Bee on

Your comments brought a smile, Luigi. Thank you so much. 

x

Bee

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Full of energy and I completely empathise.  I had a sudden surge of energy the other day and took off like the clappers - and put myself out of action for a week.  Full of the joy of living.

Submitted by Bee on

Full of the joy of living - that's great! Not great to injure yourself, though. I've done my knee in like that before now. It's just that bid for freedom, it just get you now and then. Hope you are ok now - and thanks Philip. 

Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Hope you're enjoying that run today, Bee.  If the weather is anything like it is here, you have a wonderful day for doing it.  Only trouble is, it's so very wet and marshy underfoot, on my patch at least, you would have to do it in Wellington bootssmiley

More power to you, Bee. Marvellously inspiring poem, made all the better by your more than effective  use of repitition. 

Tina

 

Submitted by Bee on

Glad you liked the repetition, Tina. 

x

Bee

Submitted by VeraClark on

Reminded me of the wild horses song. It races along to its - erm - non starter finish. Ha! 

 

Submitted by Bee on

Haha! I love that song, it's forever on my mind. 

Thanks Vera. 

Bee

Submitted by loquaciousicity on

I ran with your words... then bammm!

Smacked with a laugh!!!

Terry

Submitted by Bee on

Smacked with a laugh - I loved that. 

Thanks Terry. 

Bee