Travelling Tales

Six people transforming the way they travel

#SICK Bicycle

by Freda O’Byrne


My best beloved bicycle is lame.

Limping sore, out back, beside the shed door,

where it waits for a ride it will not get today.

Its perished rear tyre edges let it down, though game

It is to bear me, whizzing, lightly, clicking wheels and more

Besides, to Fort Kinnaird where Mammon holds sway.


Packed, there our purses disgorge themselves of blame,

From seas of cars washed upon that many windowed shore,

Before the thundering waves dissipate, driving our wares away.

Oh best beloved bicycle your sacrifice puts me to shame!

So out I go, to Leith Cycle Shop, to get a tyre for you -

one with reflective edging, and upend you, gently, on the kitchen floor.


6 comments on “#SICK Bicycle

  1. Beautiful. Lovely photographs, great words x

    • trappertrunk
      October 22, 2013

      Hello mummamakesrockcakes! Thank you for the comment :) How are you? We should have a catch up sometime again soon.

  2. Tom Allan
    October 24, 2013

    Loving the poetry Freda!

  3. Leith CycleCo
    November 5, 2013

    Thanks for the mention! Hope your bike loves her new tyre.

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