On Two Wheels

Today, the blue skies beckon me

still, even when they’re grey

across the city on two wheels 

is how I start my day.

When traffic trundles to a halt

and cars line two by two, 

ahead a show of red brake lights 

for me to ride on through.

Above my head loom office blocks

beneath me, shop bells chime,

I feel the street now rising up 

so, on two wheels I climb.

Then at the gates, I slow and stop

and brush dirt from my chain,

I cannot wait for five o’clock

to ride these wheels again.