A Rare Movement Activity in the Flesh

                                                                               Author: Sarah Marie Jones 

Image: A Man Streaking! (here)

Done with my streaking. You should have seen their eyes
How they popped out more of surprise than anger. They 

did not expect anything like this and it was also a stroke 

of good luck. I did not anticipate the large crowd. Tonight 

it was somehow unusual and they were all very sporting.

Did you see the guy with the red hat? The burly menacing 

looking. I thought he was trying to stop me. I started with 

a slow run further down. The ladies were already screaming
when I reached him.

He came at me. I thought he was swinging a punch. Lo and 

behold! He cleared the path for me. He was making it easier 

for me. In fact he followed slowly to make sure I had a clear 

passage. I owed him one!

It was pretty tiring. That was a long run. I had better get back 

to my bike. Hey! What happened to my clothes?

I was lucky I hid my wallet and bike keys under the stone in 

the bush. I’ll better go get them

Lesson learnt! Next time for a streaking stint. No more bikes!
Bring the car!

Minimise the risks.

Am having fun! Phew!

Never felt that good. Very

so refreshing! Yes!

Note: Hank in a lighter mood. Writing an imaginative

account (this is not a personal experience ) on a one-time 

movement activity popular a long time ago. 

Frank at d'Verse Haibun Monday  -  moving