Circle of White

I cycle on and miss the trees.
They laugh more mindfully than me.
It’s you I’m on this bike to see.

With any end the sun may bring
There will be some old song to sing
And some to dip us fresh in spring.

Text: Linked to dVerse Quadrille hosted by Kim from Writing in North Norfolk with the theme word “cycle”.

Photos: “Circle of White”, above, and “Fern”, below”.


Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

58 thoughts on “Cycle”

  1. I have never ridden a bike. But i will accept from those who have that it’s exhilarating . So you would have to stop now and then along your ride to really enjoy the sights from nature. Luv your poem . Happy you dropped by my blog today Frank

    Much love…

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  2. Lovely. I liked the way you read this, but I’m wondering if the penultimate line might need a comma read this way. Also, it’s interesting how ‘some old song’ may be read with many different stresses, so I was pleased to see the way you did it. 🙂

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    1. The main reason I made the recording was that I was reading it in different ways, some that didn’t sound quite right because of where I placed the accents. I tried to let the recording set things straight, but I realize most people would just read it. You may be right about that comma. I do pause after the fifth line. Thank you, Ronnie!

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  3. SMiLes Frank True it is for
    Caution and Safety Best
    to Pay
    to the Road
    Ahead when
    Cycling and
    Let the
    PaY MoRe ATTenTioN
    to you than skinned Knees NexT
    but of
    reAlly do that.. hAha..
    Mindfully Aware of Bi-cycling too..:)

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