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Mortality In Flight

Inspired by a ride on a very fast bike...

wafts of smoke and apples
custard, autumn, damp, decay
forgotten roses over blown
black berries blet away
rubber hot on tarmac
methane, lactose, chips and fires
smears of leaves of shedding trees
made ghosts beneath his tyres
the thrust, the thrill, the shuddering
sensation of vibration
illegal speed, adrenaline
such dangerous elation
accelerating recklessness
in swerve, in weave, in chase
catching breath and missing beats
defying time and space
the fear of death, of love, of life
a shadow's blink, a distant call
my lover has a nose for speed
and I am in my lover's thrall
what madness is this motorbike
this dark and risky wild delight
unworldly joy, insanity
mortality in flight

by Gail

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 10/3/2015 7:57:00 PM
I live on the Isle of Man so i can really relate to the thrill of the ride ... not that I've experience it myself on the TT course lol:-) hugs jan xx
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Gail Foster
Date: 10/5/2015 5:13:00 PM
Thanks for your comment, Jan. I'm not much of a risk taker but I do like a fast bike. All the best to you x

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