It was unintentional poetry. I think these things out while cycling, as a kind of mental diversion, trying to capture, in the best and fewest words, some favourite images or feelings from each ride. Some rides are prosy and some are poetic, I guess. Kind of like life. :)
I don't know if you meant it to be one, but this is a lovely poem.
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ReplyDeleteIt was unintentional poetry. I think these things out while cycling, as a kind of mental diversion, trying to capture, in the best and fewest words, some favourite images or feelings from each ride. Some rides are prosy and some are poetic, I guess. Kind of like life. :)
I love that you think of things like this while you're out riding! Haiku must come naturally to you!
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