Penny Farthing bike, I’ve fallen for you

Today was a very special day: not only was it a bright hot sunny day in London (I know! disappointingly untypical…but nice all the same), but I also got to try out something rather unusual, and indeed REALLY FUN: I learned to ride a Penny Farthing bike!

Well, I learned how to get on and off it relatively safely, rather —riding it is actually pretty similar to riding a bike, I must say. The only differences being that it is a fixed wheel (just a bit unsettling), and that you get a slight sense of superiority as you find yourself happily gliding a few feet above everyone’s head!

Great fun though, and I certainly am looking forward to my next ride!

Coming soon as a Tally Ho! experience which I thoroughly recommend. But in the meantime, here’s the little poem it inspired me (YES! I’m BACK! With my quirky poetry and the rest of it!)

Oh my! You are so tall
I'm so scared I will fall
But life is just not fun I guess
If you're not up for challenges

So here I am, trying my best
No to ridicule myself 
But with a little bit of help
Danger is gone and I'm possessed

Next time I will try it at night
When there are fewer passers-by
And I'll have even more fun
Riding super fast, like a hun

I don’t want to live this way

I ruminate on the meaning of life
I ruminate on the meaning of love
I ruminate on my jealousy 
On my inconsistencies   

I ruminate on my local pub
I ruminate on friendship 
I ruminate on food, 
I ruminate on fitness   
I ruminate on censorship
I ruminate on sadness 
I ruminate on people around 
On how most are doing their best   

I ruminate on people’s best often not being enough 
I ruminate on Trump, Le Pen and all the others 
I ruminate on skills, on time, on age 
I ruminate on fear, on luck, on hate   

I ruminate on the meaning of things
I ruminate on misunderstandings and the war that might be coming
I ruminate on dreams and realism
I ruminate on life and on what my cat thinks     
But I don’t want to spend my life this way
I would like to stop thinking and fly away
With the man I love, my music and my bike
We would spend our days giving new colours to life!    

But it can’t be stopped yet, 
My brain is always boiling 
With new things to understand 
In the Grand Scheme of things So…    
I ruminate on relationships
I ruminate on my man and
On why finding me seems to
Take him so much time

I ruminate on solitude, on habits, on tap dance 
I ruminate on wilderness, adventure and balance 
I ruminate on how disappointing people often prove to be 
I ruminate on how I can be both full of myself and insecurity 

On who invented sports and 
On why musicals exist 
I ruminate on Tinder 
I ruminate on hipsters   
But I don’t want to spend my life this way
I would like to stop thinking and fly away
With the man I love, my music and my bike
We would spend our days giving new colours to life!

via Daily Prompt: Ruminate

35 souls max

A song/poem inspired by a lovely concert I saw in Brussels, in a tiny venue. The artist, David Sire, was simply brilliant. And brilliantly mad (see his official “Ça me gonfle” clip below).

A tiny tiny gem in Central Brussels
35 seats max
You'll need patience and luck to discover the place
But you will go back
Arthème welcomes you to his living room cafe
He shows you around the little cabaret
Take a seat, make yourself at home
Have a drink, the artist won't be long
Take a sip, make yourself at home
The show will soon be on
A random collection of human characters
35 souls max
hippies, teachers, artists, bankers, too sane or too crazy,
together they're sat
They've all come to listen to his wanderings
To his illusions, his questions, his ramblings
They've all sat down, ready to take off
to leave their serious little lives behind
For a moment, they'll stop thinking of
Everything that's wrong
A tiny tiny stage near Saint-Catherine place
35 minds max
A very small venue for a truly great artist
Who'll leave us all gobsmacked
As he comes on stage, his energy fills the room
He talks of his demons, his desires and his wounds
His fears, his enthusiasms,
his "bidules" and "boudoules"
His encounters, his dreams, his artefacts
Mystify the room
A tiny tiny gem in Central Brussels
35 seats max
It took me time and luck to discover the place
But I will go back
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Quadruple Haiku

Doubt is here to stay
I feel it very strongly
Don’t know what to do