oooh ahhh
oooh ahhh
oooh ahhh...
aching buttocks
aching thighs
unseen crowds
unseen skies
between the shoulders
lakes of fire
stinging eyes on the
spinning tyre
calves and heart
will explode
grip the handles
eat the road
kilo meters
whirring chains
from Revel to
Ax 3 Domaines
the body's racked
the body begs
pressing down
on un-stretched legs
far beyond
un-melted snow
want to stop
but miles to go...
oooh ahhh
oooh ahhh
oooh ahhh...
Words and foto(Daniel my son) Tommy Carroll
Comments
<Deleted User> (8286)
Wed 28th Jul 2010 13:35
love the way your words are riding to the rhythm; breath turning with the tyres
<Deleted User> (6895)
Wed 28th Jul 2010 11:40
Could you have been quoting Tom Simpsons last thoughts there Tommy? brill poem-cheers-Stef.
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winston plowes
Fri 30th Jul 2010 00:02
Hi Tommy... Brilliant this. Captures the effort so well. I have riden most of the major mountains regularly in the tour."Between the shoulders lakes of fire" nice... Don't think it relates in any way to Mr Tom. Greatly enjoyed this, thanks Tommy. Win x