by Derek Morrison You tell ‘your people’ to slow down He turned to see her wrinkled frown What ‘people’? He somewhat fazed You ‘people’ her face now blazed Her eyes had scanned his attire It was this that had set the fire His uniform was of the hated ‘others’ No individuals, just bands of brothers […]
by Derek Morrison Over the two bridges that look like one For a border weave is today’s cycle run On the other side we’re through South Wales’ gate Onwards past Chepstow’s outskirts, keep riding straight. On the A466 to St Arvans, we head Now a small climb to the top, but no sweat need be […]
by Derek Morrison Walking on the street you’re just another ageing girl or guy But when you put on the gear and goggles you can show them how to fly You can sure push those cranks up those endless hills And you can last all day … despite your many pills. It’s OK that there […]