song request
Readers keep telling me my poems should be set to music. Unfortunately, I am the most unmusical person on the planet. So I’m looking for musicians who might like…
oh baby, i love you
Perhaps ever-fickle motorcycle riders should come with a warning label: ‘Love at your own risk.’ 😛 oh baby, i love you by susan © 2023 Read here: oh baby,…
less may be more, but more is better :)
(Updated January 2024) “How many bikes is a good number to have?” someone asked in January 2023 in one of the FB motorcycling groups I’m a member of. The…
6 ways motorcycle riding improves mental health
A fellow rider shared New Year’s wishes in one of the Facebook rider groups I belong to. His words resonated with me and sparked the poetry pixies to pick…
get the f— out!
Some people like to complain about everything all the time. Ironically, others complain about others complaining and then claim they’re not complaining at all. Some people like to throw…
i’ll be glad when christmas is over
I wrote the poem below in December 2017, a little over a year after my mom died. I have shared it again each December since, when so many people…
miss aligned
I scroll through a new photographer friend’s images of a foggy night in Almonte, the town in which we both live. They feature her husband as a model. They are…
dead bugs are dope
You don’t get away with much in a FB motorcycle group. I posted this pic and caption, for example, in the Ottawa Misfits Motorcycle Group: The post generated a…
woe is us
Poking fun at the start of the long, dark winter 😛 woe is us by susan © 2022 Listen here: Read here: woe is us november’s here with cold…