you are my love

what does that

At one point in my life I had a fascination with bike poetry,  sometimes it’s bike songs.  The rules of engagement are fairly simple,  I ride my bike, this is what I sing in my head and then I give it 10 or 15 min when I get time to record it so that I can sing it on my next bike ride.  I think we’ll all agree that I will stick to my day job but it certainly improves my night rides.

Sometimes I really miss my old helmet blog.

By Eleanor Jackson

Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet, performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal about town, feminist, freewheeler, and friend.

5 comments

  1. Oh, I do so love this! I kinda do the same thing when I ride. OK, OK, Correction…I do all sortsa mental/emotional/spiritual things when I ride long (50+ miles). I sing. I talk out loud. I pondercate. I compose blog entries I never write. I dream. I smile. I revel.

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