Today's poet

[Harry H Howgill]

That's really good Freckle.

Wish

To sit quietly
without incident or judgement
with you.
True enough, life's savour
is in its transience,
but I'd like a little bit of
S-T-I-L-L,
to grab those
small seconds of eternity.
When,
our mutual gaze
becomes the warp and weft
of some ancient forgotten fabric
and I hear once again
the skin of your drum
reverberating in my ear
as if it were my very own life
that I could hear,
enlivened and beating strongly
and dissolving
into a fragment of forever.

[Nathaniel Lee]

Twice Baked Potato

Hes the baked potato connoisseur,
Likes to eat 'em regular,
She left in too long the maris piper,
Now it tastes like windscreen wiper.

By Matt.

[Harry H Howgill]

Just as things are getting going, I'm off to bed. Worked too hard, ran too hard today. I'm sure I wont find sleep too hard very shortly.

night all

[Hes]

Night Harry, look after yourself and sleep well.x

[Nathaniel Lee]

Night Harry.

[XRunner]

Hi all....Xrunner, don't know about Scotart...I have another name for the b*****d...only just finished printing and I still need to have a run. I think my studio was too cold and the inks were all stiff so trying to get the edition to look the same has been almost impossible. Anyway, I am going to do a quick half hour with a headtorch and see y'all later.

You should have taken the hare for a run to warm it up.

[Hes]

You should have takenthe hare for a run to warm it up.

Good idea! Although I may not have been able to keep up.

[Nathaniel Lee]

Edale.

Night lays it's velvet cloak at my door,
All is quiet not a sound except my beating heart,
Looking around drifts of snow scattered cross the moor,
It's such a joy to be up here i suppose i better start.

My headlight flashes beams bouncing of the snow,
The crackle of broken ice and the squelch of mud,
No one here but me floating across the peaks i go,
This is so special if only life was always this good.

The stars shine down observing my perfect run,
I reach 10 miles this is effortless, incredible,
Could carry on forever with my athletic meditation,
I'm reaching the end this memory will be indelible.


By Matt Harmston

[Derby Tup]

Good stuff Matt. I love Edale and had a couple of great days down there last year. Every year since I came up to Yorkshire I've said I'll go there more often and I never do. Glad you're having fun

Edale.

Night lays it's velvet cloak at my door,
All is quiet not a sound except my beating heart,
Looking around drifts of snow scattered cross the moor,
It's such a joy to be up here i suppose i better start.

My headlight flashes beams bouncing of the snow,
The crackle of broken ice and the squelch of mud,
No one here but me floating across the peaks i go,
This is so special if only life was always this good.

The stars shine down observing my perfect run,
I reach 10 miles this is effortless, incredible,
Could carry on forever with my athletic meditation,
I'm reaching the end this memory will be indelible.


By Matt Harmston

[Hes]

Edale.

Night lays it's velvet cloak at my door,
All is quiet not a sound except my beating heart,
Looking around drifts of snow scattered cross the moor,
It's such a joy to be up here i suppose i better start.

My headlight flashes beams bouncing of the snow,
The crackle of broken ice and the squelch of mud,
No one here but me floating across the peaks i go,
This is so special if only life was always this good.

The stars shine down observing my perfect run,
I reach 10 miles this is effortless, incredible,
Could carry on forever with my athletic meditation,
I'm reaching the end this memory will be indelible.


By Matt Harmston

That's great Matt, really evocative. Sounds like you had a really good run too.