Bicycle Ride
by Pat Mullan
I sat on the cold handlebars
my thighs bone-tight to the metal
as you pushed me
Your breath spluttered
hot on my neck
like the engine in
your old Morris Minor
Up and up that brae
you pushed till you seemed
to stand still on the pedals
almost waiting to fall
Hailstones beat down
on my bare legs
till they were scourged red
but I don’t remember the pain
I only remember your strength
and your closeness.
We were never like that again.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- My iPod by Roland Bastien
- Вероника Тушнова – В чем отказала я тебе
- Николай Гумилев – Заводи
- English Poetry. David Herbert Lawrence. Whales Weep Not!. Дэвид Герберт Лоуренс.
- the_poet_angels_who_came_to_dinner.html
- Middlesex poem – John Betjeman poems
- Attention please! Attention please! by Roald Dahl
- Fragment of Song—The Night was Still by Robert Burns
- A Certain Kind of Holy Men
- Certain Maxims Of Hafiz by Rudyard Kipling
- Unforgetting by Satish Verma
- A Woman’s Apology poem – Alfred Austin
- Morning Poem #43 by Wanda Phipps
- A Glimpse. by Walt Whitman
- Different World Views of Art
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
