Summer Nights

With the lights of the pier 
Poking the smooth sunset 
In the eye 
I ride 

Past the hens 
Clucking as I tick melodically 
A euphoric metronome 
Keeping in time with my favourite home 

I love this city 
And I love gliding through it 
The balmy air 
Introduces the guests 

Murmurs and mutters 
The puff of the bus 
Slide alongside me 
And ruffle my hair 

I snake through the stag dos 
Sometimes they boo 
Occasional heckles drowned 
By the swoosh of tyre on cooling ground 

I pass through cobbled lanes until I see the sea 
Upon the esplanade I pick up speed 
I push the pedals with all my might 
As I disappear into the night