Bike Cycle Story Part Four

When I wrote my poem for Neil and Chris I came across this poem/book chapter that I had not put here on the blog. Part five will follow soonish. Early parts are back in May etc.

Bike Cycle Story Part Four

God there’s a sign for Beachy Head
Wouldn’t it be fun if…
I’ll cycle there and see how I feel

I feel scared
Looking over the edge
Hearing the surf
Smelling the sea

No, I won’t jump
But I will
I will
Throw the bike
Over the edge

It goes
And crashes
Down
Below

I turn away
Dawn is breaking
I’m not

I feel free
Free of the bike
Free to walk away
No more cycling
On these weary legs for now

I throw a coin
Left to Cornwall
Right to Dorset
Cornwall it is.