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 I’m the bridge of two rivers The Severn and Wye I’m seen from a distance My two towers in the sky. I’m the bridge of two countries England and Wales Offering a gateway To many new trails. I’m the bridge of two pathways For feet and pedaled wheel Most know only of […]
by Derek Morrison I’m really not out for an ego ride Till I have the measure of who’s by my side And then I’ll slowly press the pace Lead them into a tacit race I’m struggling up this hill for now But when I get to that far off brow I’ll put my head down, […]