Great Manchester Run

Old Trafford, Manchester , 20th May 2018

Stood on the corner

at a moments attention

looking on as the club i volunteer with

engaged in a mighty test of endurance in the northwest sun

 

Heat making everyone sweat

as feet hit the tarmac of Manchesters roads

rooting them on, the hardy bunch of volunteers

ready to applaud and guide them toward their rewards

it might not be cash – but that medals more than gold

even taking in its colour – as every year the

roads of Manchester take a pounding

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Grasp

Grasp

Salford (via Cumbria), 14th March 2018

 

going uphill on the

rocky sharp surfaces of a cliff

arms stretched out, reaching for the nearest

safe hand hold, clinging on as you ascend to the

pinnacle….enjoy the view when you get there

Skeleton Bob

A winter Olympiad poem, inspired by the Gb team

I watched in awe as off they flew

Down the run of ice clear blue

On a craft to generate speed

Carving through ice quickfast was the need

As excited crowds they passed on by

They cheered them on as athletes did fly

And they did this more than once or twice

Navigating track all covered in ice

Aiming to make the fastest time drop

Running through finish line before they did stop

And repeating the task to achieve bronze thru to gold

To beating the clock in the ice and the cold

Open

Open

As the competition began to place

The audience and judges shivered in their space

As a young guard, who’d never done the job before

Created a draft inside on the competition floor

Now this might not be bad for contestants so bold,

But judges observing were getting a cold

Said head judge to colleagues, as he spoke to all

I think next year, it’s summer not fall

And sending out messages to stewards away from floor

I know it’s an open…but someone please…shut that door 🚪