COMPIEGNE :: the forest

Feel the rush of wind
Tossing at my hair
As I ride through forest paths.
Watch the blur of green
On either side
As though I’ve grown wings to fly.

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The road ahead
Is smooth and straight
My wheels skim like skipping stones.
Silence reigns
Save for the whispering leaves
And my wheels ticking like clocks.

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Watch the dappled sunlight
Blocked by  roof of branches
That suddenly fall away and open.
A vast expanse
Of green and trees
At a long-forgotten crossroad.

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Hurtling forward
Without a are
Towards a brand new horizon.
We are young
In a foreign land
And we feel invincible.

[Written 9/9/16 – most of these photos were taken on a bike, which is why they are slightly blurred]

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