Cycling stories to entertain and inspire

Category: poetry


  • More of the same, sir?

    And when all this is over, Will we just close the car door to that reassuring clunk, And join the endless stream of tail-lights into the bright neon night; And numberless jets leave vapour-trails across the hazy skies; And sickening pangolins and bats lie twitching in the sterilized luggage holds? “Bloody well hope so!”, breathed […]

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  • Rainbows

    Don’t you just love it when you stumble upon two things and they seem to connect? Sharing with you an old poem which was introduced to me by Poem-a-Day – it you’ve not yet subscribed I urge you to do so immediately, for we need the light of poetry in our lives as much as […]

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  • Bluebells

    Never had I seen bluebells as I’d seen that year – Way up Ladder Hill, the first turn – you’d have known the way. Like a carpet spread as far as the eye could see, Whilst new leaves came upon each tree. The light The dappled light Softly shaded below the evening sun The sweetest […]

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  • Lament Upon An English Country Churchyard

    Here, in this English country churchyard Let us rest for a while. Upon the earth, From which we … Unto which we … Silent now, Save the droning of the bumble bee, Drunk upon the abundance of blossom, Blooming over the socially-distanced plots – As it the fallen might catch a fever. Let us rest […]

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  • British Summer Time MMXX

    When the petals fall We will gnash our teeth and wail Falling like confetti Into freshly hewn coffins Silenced. The vapour-streaked skies Returned once more to the drone of flies, The staccato cries of seagulls, The lengthening rays of warmer days On the hot earth The scampering paws will barely pause To the sound of […]

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  • From/To Autumn

    Where are the songs of Spring? Aye, where are they? John Keats

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  • Daffodils on St David-19’s Day

    After storms and floods From all man’s ills I rest from howling gale Beside sweet daffodils Fair the light this David’s Day They bend their heads as if in prayer And take a moment to reflect The monk who refrained from ale and meat From flesh came this plague that sweeps the Earth And to […]

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  • Snowdrops Upon Brexit Day

    First flower of the warming earth I rest beside thee on this hillside’s girth, And watch thee dancing in the frenzied breeze The dazzling sun its rays to please. It says these days of cold shall cease Your brilliant bells of radiance shine And with such silence gloriously chime Ring in the Spring! Ring out […]

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  • Dawn upon Camphire Bridge

    That cold clear summer’s morning I beheld thee Still as glass beneath a sky clear and fair Numb with cold I stood transfixed by dawning day And the weariness of those long cycled miles Under the beating sun, and a fulsome moon Had soaked my bones with sweet Irish marsh marrow And melted my heavy […]

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  • The winter hill

    What way is this,Heft o’er hugging hills?Who thought to place you hereFar above the comfort of rambling valley lane – Lost amidst the chilling mists?Why do I seek your gravelly way,Stretching through the contoured clarts?Where wheels slide and slipThrough leaf-strewn mireWhile aching limbs burn and tire.Where others pause or turn the heelThe randonneur will grip […]

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