Bicycle Ride

Cycling on the flatland of east Anglia

As I ride along the way the sun rolls with me

then we stop and play a while in fields of green and brown

After an age I see the sun go down

 

Ahoy a quart moon catches my eye against the blue oceanlike sky

I ponder when night time will come

As fiery red, still glows the sun

Bicycle Ride

One Reply to “Bicycle Ride”

  1. Wow nice poetic imagery. Great poem I liked. Enter my contest.

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