Bike

Sweat pours across my face
as my calfs and thighs pound flat pedals.
Alloy and rubber propelled across tarmac and trail,
juddering down gullies and over rock runs,
through ankle deep mud and knee deep water.
Long slow climbs through heathered fells and grassy fields.
Hammering gravel tracks then pause to breath the cool air deeply
and look across valleys dotted with the ruins of ancient industries.
Then on again through lines of emerald conifers,
pine needle covered tracks soft under spinning wheels
Along the soft black soil of meadows edge
and the steep decent into forgotten villages.
Ascending torturous climbs up sun hazed roads,
legs pumping, bursts of adrenaline
Speeding on long downhills
and the last reserves of energy expended,
on the final climb that returns me home.