Today's poet

Fell Poet.

Way back when i was a young boy,
Such simple things would bring me joy,
Kicking balls and scraping knees,
Scrumping apples climbing trees,
If life was only that simple again,
Something joyful to ease the pain,
It came in the guise of rocky fell,
I'd run up lots to escape from hell,
Another thing to that did save me,
Was to be with others who love poetry,
I can write my verse with open heart,
To give to others and watch friendships start.

By Matt Harmston.

Ha Ha you mean they said your food no be long.

Good stuff Matt :)

How's your training going? You getting out?

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Originally Posted by tri-mind

Fell Poet.

Way back when i was a young boy,
Such simple things would bring me joy,
Kicking balls and scraping knees,
Scrumping apples climbing trees,
If life was only that simple again,
Something joyful to ease the pain,
It came in the guise of rocky fell,
I'd run up lots to escape from hell,
Another thing to that did save me,
Was to be with others who love poetry,
I can write my verse with open heart,
To give to others and watch friendships start.

By Matt Harmston.

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Yeah been able too spending a lot of time in edale next week.

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Originally Posted by Hes

Gorgeous haiku HHH!

Alas my running inspired poem will have to wait as I have been asked round to my friends for tea and a jam (of the musical kind not the fruit and sugar sort). I must leave this world of passion and poetry for one of boozy musos. Hope you all have a good night.

Glad to hear DT and Merry had a good run at Hebden today.

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Now that sounds like a fab night out!......

Wandering star is off for a jam
instead of a night of good ol Pam
(Ayres).....have fun Hes!

90 Second poem.

A scream in the night,
From a rose to a gun,
Sweating shaking feral fright,
Hammer bat get up run,
Blinding light empty pain,
Fall down bloodied to the floor,
Cold and muddied by the rain,
Crawling slowly to the door,
I wake with a start in my bed,
Only to realise it was in my head.

By Matt Harmston.

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Originally Posted by tri-mind

Fell Poet.

Way back when i was a young boy,
Such simple things would bring me joy,
Kicking balls and scraping knees,
Scrumping apples climbing trees,
If life was only that simple again,
Something joyful to ease the pain,
It came in the guise of rocky fell,
I'd run up lots to escape from hell,
Another thing to that did save me,
Was to be with others who love poetry,
I can write my verse with open heart,
To give to others and watch friendships start.

By Matt Harmston.

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I found this poem so moving Tri, it brought me close to tears...thank you for posting x

Thank you freckle that is very kind.Did the race you were going to do get re scheduled or are you doing another one ?.

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Originally Posted by tri-mind

Thank you freckle that is very kind.Did the race you were going to do get re scheduled or are you doing another one ?.

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To be honest I have had such a hectic time over the past two weeks I haven't given much thought to races, however I am thinking of doing High Cup Nick which I think is at the end of Feb...i went to my running club the other night and was shocked by how much fitness I have lost over the Xmas period but I am determined to get back on track and am still aiming for 10 fell races this year, come hell or high water (read selling my house!!!!) including the Anniversary Waltz...be good to see you at some if you are about :)

Yep doing the Anni myself and my 8 year old Dylan might do the junior race for his age.