A dancer in a net of bone ...

I rode the Halfords Apollo like a lean limbed gaucho - 

Fields, woods, marvellous flowers passed by my fearless wheels - 

I cycled past the abandoned farm - 

Invisible cows brushed against my legs - 

I was overtaken by a long legged woman riding her sleek machine - 

She flew past in a whisper of air and thigh - 

Ripe blackberries glistened amongst bramble and hawthorn - 

The wind sighed in the trees - 

I smelled the poignant fragrance of Autumn - 

I felt my heart dancing in my chest - 

A dancer in a net of bone - 

11.00

Sunday 16 September 2018

Wood Street 

Dorset