Today's poet

[Old Whippet]

High Cup Nick, Aniversary Waltz,
Allendale Challenge, Windy Gyle, Cheviot Summit,
Chevy Chase or Wasdale Horseshoe, Borrowdale, Ben Nevis (if i can get in)
Langdale, Simonside and what ever the club decides for the championships.

Not a poem, but this poets provisional intentions for next year.....any of you poetic scamperers drinking beer before or after (not during - even I have some standards) these races???

[Nathaniel Lee]

E.C.T.

Electrodes placed upon my head,
Wires criss, crossing snaking away from me,
This won't hurt a bit the doctor said,
Strapped down acutely aware of my vulnerability.

Flash the whole world go white my head explodes,
And again a lightning strike i think i might die,
I can't reach up to remove these bloody electrodes,
The things they do to make me "better" i'm starting to ask why.

Why push all those volts through me,
Is it to cure my insanity,
I'm starting to view my treatment with dread,
Questioning whether it's them or me whose wrong in the head.

[IanDarkpeak]

Just posted this fun little ditty on my facebook page

T'was the night before Tankies
...and all through the peak.
No one was running!
They were resting there feet.

For Tomorrow bring's heart ache
21 miles of pain
over Blackhill and Bleaklow
it might even rain.

but then there's Seal Edge
a hell of a climb..
to get to the crossing.
then down to the line.

and there at the finish
we'll all tell tall tales
of the running of Tanky's
over a glass of fine 'Ale'

[freckle]

Gorgeous DT! Wow, only 11.50am and already some amazing poetry to start the day. Tri-mind, powerful stuff! Freckle, we are on the same wavelength again...whilst looking for a poem that I hope to post later, I came upon this by Edward Thomas and thought it was relevant for the thread:

Words

Out of us all
That make rhymes
Will you choose
Sometimes -
As the winds use
A crack in a wall
Or a drain,
Their joy or their pain
To whistle through -
Choose me,
You English words?

I know you:
You are light as dreams,
Tough as oak,
Precious as gold,
As poppies and corn,
Or an old cloak:
Sweet as our birds
To the ear,
As the burnet rose
In the heat
Of Midsummer:
Strange as the races
Of dead and unborn:
Strange and sweet
Equally,
And familiar,
To the eye,
As the dearest faces
That a man knows,
And as lost homes are:
But though older far
Than oldest yew, -
As our hills are, old, -
Worn new
Again and again:
Young as our streams
After rain:
And as dear
As the earth which you prove
That we love.

Make me content
With some sweetness
From Wales
Whose nightingales
Have no wings, -
From Wiltshire and Kent
And Herefordshire, -
And the villages there, -
From the names, and the things
No less.
Let me sometimes dance
With you,
Or climb
Or stand perchance
In ecstasy,
Fixed and free
In a rhyme,
As poets do.

how lovely hes...thanx for posting..sweet

[freckle]

i love this iandarkpeak! great!...tri another classic with a good question at the end.....ow...if i did a fraction of those races next year i would be happy but would like to do allendale, anniversary waltz, cheviot challenge and simonside if pos

Just posted this fun little ditty on my facebook page

T'was the night before Tankies
...and all through the peak.
No one was running!
They were resting there feet.

For Tomorrow bring's heart ache
21 miles of pain
over Blackhill and Bleaklow
it might even rain.

but then there's Seal Edge
a hell of a climb..
to get to the crossing.
then down to the line.

and there at the finish
we'll all tell tall tales
of the running of Tanky's
over a glass of fine 'Ale'

[Derby Tup]

Just posted this fun little ditty on my facebook page

T'was the night before Tankies
...and all through the peak.
No one was running!
They were resting there feet.

For Tomorrow bring's heart ache
21 miles of pain
over Blackhill and Bleaklow
it might even rain.

but then there's Seal Edge
a hell of a climb..
to get to the crossing.
then down to the line.

and there at the finish
we'll all tell tall tales
of the running of Tanky's
over a glass of fine 'Ale'

Brilliant Ian!

[freckle]

Right off out in a minute....so checking back in tomorrow, stevie has got my interested in armitage now so here is a cynical little number from him....happy saturday night everyone!

And if it snowed and snow covered the drive
he took a spade and tossed it to one side.
And always tucked his daughter up at night
And slippered her the one time that she lied.
And every week he tipped up half his wage.
And what he didn't spend each week he saved.
And praised his wife for every meal she made.
And once, for laughing, punched her in the face.

And for his mum he hired a private nurse.
And every Sunday taxied her to church.
And he blubbed when she went from bad to worse.
And twice he lifted ten quid from her purse.

Here's how they rated him when they looked back:
sometimes he did this, sometimes he did that.

Simon Armitage </B>

[Nathaniel Lee]

Medication.

Two tablets of lithium 1000 mg,
To keep me level emotionally,
Venlafaxine two capsules 300 mg and red,
To stop me from going off of my head,
Lastly four tablets 250 mg of seroquel,
To stop me seeing gargoyles and creatures from hell,
This is what it takes everyday to keep me sane,
Shhh don't tell the doctors i pour them down the drain.

By Matt Harmston

Disclaimer: All above is true except for the last line in case my consultant is reading this.

[Old Whippet]

Medication.

Two tablets of lithium 1000 mg,
To keep me level emotionally,
Venlafaxine two capsules 300 mg and red,
To stop me from going off of my head,
Lastly four tablets 250 mg of seroquel,
To stop me seeing gargoyles and creatures from hell,
This is what it takes everyday to keep me sane,
Shhh don't tell the doctors i pour them down the drain.

By Matt Harmston

Disclaimer: All above is true except for the last line in case my consultant is reading this.

Let's hope he / she isn't - but it would be cool to have a fell running consultant though!
Well t-m - it's your health and I'm sure you know how to best manage it.

Dr Whippet's prescription is as follows:

2 Mudclaws - wear weekly at minimum, and as required at other times.

Fell races - doses vary from BS to AL. Vary dose throughout year, and take at least monthly.

Poetry - as required; for agitation, depression, despondency and other symptoms. (safe in overdose). Can also be used recreationally.

Thankfully, there are no adverse interactions or contra-indications recorded for these treatments with those mentioned in your last poem.

All the best.
Dr Whippet (I presume).

[Old Whippet]

lordy - I forgot this is a poetry corner.

Old Whippet is in a hurry
Out with his mates for a curry
With a hot vindaloo
And a strong pint or too
Tomorrow's long run is a worry.

if in doubt - limerick

Back later.