Poems About: RUNNING

In this page, poems on / about “running” are listed.

  • 109.
    Running The Race

    Living life is like running a race
    You have to go on and live each day
    With courage and hope no matter what you face
    Whatever the seasons that may come your way. read more »

    Cynthia BuhainBaello
  • 110.
    The Race

    Open your eyes and start running
    Don’t stop running
    Your heart is beating
    Your head aching read more »

    jeanne harmon
  • 111.
    Loving like a Pair of Running Shoes

    Being in love is like a pair of running shoes.
    When they're new,
    they win you over, your
    excited to use read more »

    Kayla Michele
  • 112.
    Racing*

    every day of my life I feel like Im in a race
    with a mini and I’m the yearling
    who keeps tripping, falling, or stumbling over life
    but never giving up read more »

    Mrs. Cynosure
  • 113.
    Tired of Running

    All I do is run,
    I'm running and I can't stop

    My life passes by my every step, read more »

    Theresa Cartledge
  • 114.
    Rainbow Bridge

    Rainbow Bridge, where young dogs play
    Running and running all through the day
    Some sleep in the meadow all quiet and mellow
    While others run freely with their fellows read more »

    Kristin Lafferty
  • 115.
    Their Favorite Toy

    Out in the field I went today
    A big ball of fur coming my way
    So happy she was I come to play read more »

    Denise Girod
  • 116.
    Breathe Happy

    optimism is not rare
    it just has rare causes

    sometimes we choose to wake up happy in the morning read more »

    Cristina Geanta
  • 117.
    Splitting the Sparkle

    Splitting the sparkle from seams in the sky
    Running in fabric with threads flying by

    Twisting contorting a glimmer of light read more »

    Paul Moosberg
  • 118.
    Euphoric Despair

    I can’t get up when I'm down,
    In this sea of misery, no I can’t swim
    But my soul, oh no, it won’t drown read more »

    Daniel Richards
  • 119.
    fate's flow

    held trapped in Fate's maze
    running, running, trying to
    escape.
    but that is all part of read more »

    Cain XXX
  • 120.
    The Lost Days

    running around, southing,
    jumping on bed,
    crying for petty things,
    making paper boats in rain, read more »

    Anjesh shekhar
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