My poem, ‘Jogger At My Heels’ was first published in The Canberra Times, Panorama arts section 20 November, 2021. Have a read. Hope you enjoy it.
Jogger At My Heels:
Each morning he races up the steep
steps of the gully and then down again
on the path I take
to buy my daily newspaper.
I recognise his exhalations just behind
and apologetic grimace running back,
urging me to move aside
to let him through,
but today I understand him
more fully than before.
Hearing my own heavy breathing
as I walk up the gigantic slope
I’m sure he’d like to say, Don’t rush
don’t rush.
… but he’s in too much of a hurry.
Copyright 2021 Libby Sommer
Libby Sommer, Author 
This makes me smile, Libby – it’s a lovely reinterpretation 🙂
-David
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that’s great Ben. so glad the poem amused you 🙂
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Haha .. they pass me these days Libby, even with the help of my doggie Frankie pulling me along ..
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yes, Ivor. on and on they run …
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I remember the good old days when jogging was not a high tech, high cost, competitive sport, but was a nice way to keep active.
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absolutely, Peter. in the ‘olden days’.
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