HAWK WIND

by ray pool

Monday 11th March 2019 4:40 pm

The cyclist in his struggle for hill supremacy

seems to be keeping up with the hawk overhead.

Competition has no place in it.

Then suddenly wings flex in turbulent air

divert from the snake path

off to far fields

where tiny dimples appear on a fringe of wheat.

Comments

raypool

Fri 15th Mar 2019 20:41

Thanks for your likes Kate and Dorothy. Tommy, I seem to have you as the cyclist . Lovely pictures you conjure up . A fellow enthusiast. A good long ride! My longest day was Norwich to Bedford. So many stories! Thanks for digging this. Rày

Tommy Carroll

Thu 14th Mar 2019 00:15

Ok ok
"The cyclist in his struggle for hill supremacy
seems to be keeping up with the hawk overhead."

It feels to me like I was cycling up the Pennines from Liverpool to Buxton along the A537 with friends under the sun.
Don't Ray, You'll remind me of many such rides. I need to go to the betting office and smoke fags over the nieghbour's fence chunnering about Bretix.
Please!
Tommy
ps And as for the the "flex" damn you sir! damn you.
tc
pps Comming home we pushed our hot feet into hotter peddles, for just 3 wheel revolutions from The Black Cat and flew 20mph down to Macclesfield. I stretched my chain going up and removed a link to decend. One of the happiest days of my life.
So sir desist.
x

raypool

Wed 13th Mar 2019 22:08

HI Jon. So glad you liked this. Cheers.

Ray

Jon

Wed 13th Mar 2019 20:15

Hi Ray
Lovely Poem

raypool

Wed 13th Mar 2019 19:34

Thank you Hazel, Brian (probably hi viz of some sort!). I used to do cycle touring too. Great way of life. Phil, thanks for being with me in spirit! . Kate, An interesting interpretation. Of course I was giving the bird an intention and that leads us on . Thanks.

Cheers all for the likes too: David, Jon, Anya Heart of Lead and Dorothy.

Ray