in pieces
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…
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…
For Franco Lenzo on his birthday August 2022. (Listen to the spoken word by clicking on the audio player or read the words below.) #hunkofalenzo by susan ©…
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…
Good thing I was in a construction zone when she tried to cross the road. Otherwise, I would’ve been going much faster than I was. Chances are I would…
As I see the occasional rider on my Almonte/Blakeney/Pakenham/Blakeney/Almonte warm-up loop, I thought I would let everyone know there’s a lot of loose gravel on the corner of Panmure…
Sunday, July 24, 2022, Almonte, Ontario, Canada: I didn’t expect to ride today. We had intermittent deluges from early morning until late afternoon. It rained HARD. Then, at about 6…
Mostly, I ride solo. I’m accustomed to solitude so it fits for me. Still, when the opportunity presents itself I also love to ride with someone else. There’s something special…
Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields… Jackson Browne ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Inconveniently, my Yamaha V-Star 250 is…