perspective

She Runs

Her toes are dancing with excitement, like a tango inside her shoes. She sways like a willow in the whirling wind; her palms perspiring against the handlebars.   Having...

Tortoise and the Hares

Dodging puddles, potholes, sodden leaves,  A tortoise shell on my back. Biking amidst autumn morning rush,  Breathing builds the heat I lack.  Traversing intersections blithely, The hums of hares feel neural.  Hot tails fussing...

Perspective, Matters

No phones, head only. All alone, not lonely. Legs, cranking, rolling miles. Brain, pumping, face smiles.  Sitting here, atop my seat,Stillness, words obsolete. Hours, spent above curved bar,Body, mind, traveled far. This,...

Favours

April 24, 2020 Cycling Stories 0 Comments

Pedaling steadily behind I train my eyes on your back wheel, I will myself to copy your lead And stay off the brakes.  This following is not natural. We plunge forward and down. Pebbles shoot...

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