Homophonia

Unstopping
Through the late morning due
Unseasonably warm
The moon-walking runner miled
Waitless

Where windy skies once blue
Still sheep greys
From the foggy
Missed hills emerge
Unvaled

A land-locked ocean
Ups and downs and dales and hills
Are waves a swell
Running away to see
Beeches

Turning at the rope-hung oak swing
Tyred, route and branching
Beat-up-up-beat but free
Singing
Allowed

Running like the winned


Phew! That was a bit of a battle of wills with the spell-checker...
And I might pick up a few extra marks by showing my workings.