Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Railing at love

Is love a set of subtitles
that's seen, written true
on a sleepless TV screen
where everything else is muted out?

Is love a burst of remembered song
blood warm and flowing strong
drowning the soul, a call
echoing in the heart?

Or is it a tyre gone bald
lacking grip, not bothered by
the careenings
of a motorcycle belching loud litanies?
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Hello and welcome! I am someone who is passionate about poetry and motorcycling and I read and write a lot (writing, for me has been a calling, a release and a career). My debut collection of English poems, "Moving On" was published by Coucal Books in December 2009. It can be ordered here My second poetry collection, Ink Dries can be ordered here Leave a comment or do write to me at ahighwayman(at)gmail(dot)com.

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