A feeling

It felt just fine that morning,
to go with the flow.
Picking up the pace,
they ran like the wind,
in their haste to progress.
Fast and smooth
Slicing through to the line
Only to find
The Cliff edge of victory
The end not the beginning
Milling round lost
Purpose gone
What next.

Advertisements
A feeling

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s