ride on into the next town
For some reason, this tune, which I first heard long long long before I started to ride motorcycles in 2021, popped into my head tonight. It’s “Legend of a…
For some reason, this tune, which I first heard long long long before I started to ride motorcycles in 2021, popped into my head tonight. It’s “Legend of a…
The black and white beauty above is my friend Judith’s cat, Oreo. Oreo is a sweetheart. Stubborn at times. But a sweetheart nevertheless. On the Sunday before Halloween, I…
A tongue-in-cheek piece about fixing my front tire. under pressured by susan © 2022 Listen here: Read here: under pressured if a tire were a sentence things would…
The feeling of riding a motorcycle is hard to capture in words. The joy of doing so when Canadian autumn colours are at their most beautiful is impossible –…
Life has taken me to many amazing places around the world. But I never dreamed I would one day be riding roads near and far on a motorcycle. The…
“Ride home safe,” a friend messaged me. “That’s the plan!” I replied. But things didn’t go according to plan… ******* The Carleton Place Show and Shine was cancelled forty-five…
Sometimes, conversations I have with people (and sometimes the people themselves), inspire me to write poetry. Actually, I often feel like I don’t write the poems, but that they…
I write a lot. In fits and starts. And I struggle to find words to describe motorcycle riding. This is a prose poem, which is a style I don’t…
August 21, 2022: A year ago yesterday, I bought a motorcycle. At the time (August 20, 2021), I hadn’t ridden a motorcycle for more than twenty minutes in fits…
nuts! by the poetry pixies © 2022 Click the player to hear the audio version (better) or read the words below (second best): nuts! scrambled, fried baked or frozen who…