by Derek Morrison Elite racing cyclists we do admire So we must use their size of tyre But from this thinking we should cease Because rolling resistance it does increase. Such an idea may fly like an arrow Towards our beloved tyres so narrow But listen here and then pay heed Fatter tyres can mean […]
by Derek Morrison Driving at speed in your insulated box Feeling the pressure of time, your obsession with clocks Now who are these people who get in your way? It’s those lyrca-clad pedalers out for the day. Why do they wobble so, in and out? What are they pointing at, and why do they shout? They […]
by Derek Morrison Gods, they smiled As plans you told Group cycle ride Despite the cold. Out in countryside Rain like spear Bad day for puncture Mused he at rear. The assassin thorn Lay in silent wait Its pointed dagger Was someone’s fate. Heavens pouring down Prayers for release Coffee stop pending So pace increase. […]