Sports Poems Secondary Schools Anapestic Metre

We're all running each morning whatever the weather.

Today I'm alone, but tomorrow, together.

     With running shoes on and my muscles well primed

     It's now finger on stop-watch.  This running is timed.


I'm up early today for the great day is here

And I tell myself kindly there’s nothing to fear.

      Oh it’s only a race and I mustn’t be scared

      For I’ve trained many weeks and am fully prepared.


Is it only a race?  Such an innocent word

But I need to maintain the fast speed of a bird.

     Is it only a race?  No, I really MUST win!

     And I mustn't look worried but dress with a grin.


Now we’re all at the start-line; whistle is blown,

And now down comes the flag and I feel so alone.

      My poor feet take a pounding along the hard course,

      For I’m trained as a human and not a racehorse.


There are others ahead, but I mustn't heed these,

For I know who they are and can beat them with ease.

     With my confidence growing, adrenalin flowing,

     Ignoring the rest, I know just where I'm going.


I go round the next bend.  Oh I’m now almost there.

Shall I throw to the wind all my worries and care?

      I can hear the crowds shouting and Mum shouts the most

      As with pride I bound over the school's winning post.


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