April 12th - Haibun or maybe not - running

Haibun  or maybe not – running

I am running up the Broadway, now past what used to be the Post Office some 80 years ago, there’s a lot of what used to be here in this Garden City.  Past Morrisons supermarket, the beating heart now of town. Up Kennedy Gardens, it’s not called that any more, I don’t know why... the grass is muddy sloppily wet, slippery yet. Up past St Francis College for Girls and Gang Show theatre and £1 million houses and to the first ever roundabout in the UK and who knows the world.

            I run like this

It’s cool

Cloudy and mists wisps are about

The long lines of trees.

I run left onto the A505, that’s an A road. Daffodils are everywhere, in the gardens and the verge and pretty red tulips, cowslips too; trees in blossom, buds bursting green. Deep breaths, I am striding out (downhill a bit now) just over 9 minutes, not a bad time on my watch.. shall I go 3k or 5k?.. I do not decide until Spring Road and then..

I run like this (2 or 3 times a week)

It’s cold

Breeze always in my face

East or South, North eddying about

It’s a cryptic crooked cocky chill

Without much decision I am turning left. That’ll be 3k then. I’m going along the muddy, rooty path, careful of the hanging, dripping branches that would sting my face. I am back along the Broadway and heading home past the beautiful fountain spewing and gushing, foaming twenty foot into the air. There.

I run like this

And others not dissimilar

But for April

It’s cold

Can we have some sun please?

April 12^th:  3k in 16.47 minutes