Things that Run

 

 

 

Some things run

That we don’t run after,

And sometimes even occur

With bouts of laughter.

 

Take the pipe:

And this is a regular habit,

It does be running

But we don’t run after it.

 

For the number of times

The pipe has been running,

It should have travelled the world

And be now returning.

 

The Sahara dust

Have lots of eyes running

But the eyes can’t run fast enough

To stop the burning.

 

 

The nose is another;

It runs when there’s a cold

Yet no one runs after it;

None is so bold.

 

A running commentary

Is what this has been

Of what runs that we don’t chase;

Let’s not forget icecream.

 

They have no feet

But yet still they run,

Except for the case of laughter

The others are no fun.

 

In the poem is a riddle

That hopefully you will find,

But for now, I am of here

And out of time.

 

 

 

Which case is fun

When the others are not?

Let me know the answer

If you find out what.

 

You’d noticed I lied

About out of time

But I am telling the truth now,

This is the last line.

 

Stewart Russell © August 8, 2024