poetry, unfinished first draft.

Is it necessary to write poetry on a bicycle?

I'm not sure,
whether the weather -
is up to the mind.

Spell me a storm,
write the lightening
the increase in pour.

Make me believe -
in the Gods argument;
the throw of the dice.

Proceedure of Thaw,
the crash of the hammer.
Where are you now Dreamer?

Can you write a poem on two wheels,
as you turn a corner.  Let your mind
wander past the spin of thin tyres.

The balance of words -
open up to life -
virilent, vivid, too real.

Spin on the spot.
Pick up the digit and write across the great white...................   (rjl 2013)