Poem Friday catch-up

Poem Friday #10

Election 2010
Good morning Britain.
Today well-hung.
Not drawn
or
quartered.
Two halves might make a whole.
Just don't be conservative.

The counting continues.
Fascists out.
Greens are go.
One solitary independent stands out from the crowd.

Scotland the brave
Defeats the auld enemy
again.

Swingers are in
we hope.

But regardless,
Change is a-coming.

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Aah the glorious days of election fever. We are now faced with a Conservative-Liberal coalition and two men who have morphed into one another. Who knew that Mr Clegg would sell out on such a monumental scale.
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The Psyche and the 25 mile walk.

[If you walk too far you risk losing your mind]

I was psyched up for 5 miles.
10 was achievable.
15 became a curse.
20 and my vessel wasn't functioning quite so well.
21 and my psyche was lying face down on the grass.
22 and my limbs shook like jelly.
23 and my eyes were flickering open-shut; open-shut.
24 and my psyche came back for the finish.
24 and a quarter - when a quarter becomes a lifetime.
24 and a half - each stile feels like a mountain.
24 and three quarters - I can see the end.
25 - Done
in.
A pint in hand.
A medal round my neck.
Mind and body at peace.

[til I stand up anyway and realise nothing works anymore]
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Dorset Circular Coastal Challenge - 25 miles in 10 hours. We completed in 7.5. It's the closest I've come to breaking point. And all in the name of fun.