A bit of fun
1.Wind in my hair
I sit proudly upon my very finest steed
Feel the power vibrating under my feet
Picking up speed now
Enjoying the rhythm and undulations
Love the Wind, blowing through my hair
Living dangerously, no hats for me.
I’m grinning manically, hear music in my head
Relaxing, just letting myself go
It was all going so swimmingly well
Until I flew off the fairground carousel.
2.Counting
I was on the bus the other day
A young child was sat behind me
Loudly counting the number of people on our bus
Adding, subtracting, as people got on and off.
Whilst this was cute and endearing,
It was also slightly annoying, so I moved to the back
Not because I have anything against kids,
But because I needed to check if she was right.
She’d got off a long time ago, but had truly ruined my journey
Because ages after, I was still sat there, adding and subtracting.
Andy Smyth
Wed 13th Apr 2016 20:42
Thanks - the feedback is very much appreciated.
No - not a biker and no bus pass either (yet).
Pure imagination, not been on a carousel for donkey's years but felt like a bit of fun.
The counting on the bus poem was actually true though. Just needed to write it down before I forgot it, which is why I carry my trusty notebook with me everywhere - you never know when inspiration strikes.
Anyway, I do appreciate any feedback. Feel free to look at my other blog entries - some fun and some not, but my overall work is called "Dark and Light" and that's for a reason. Anyway, glad you enjoyed. Thanks.
Andy