Two haiku poems written after a long run on the moors last week. One reflects the point my leg disappeared down a bog and the other the long climb from Ponden Reservoir back up to Alcomden Stones.
earth sucks me in
body goes back to nature
grey sky turns blue
tarmac turns to gravel
turns to grass, turns to mud
i live amongst reeds
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