April 1 Riding up that hill I fell Into nettle I pedalled Halted Jiggled I felt the wheel Countermand Kick stand Unreachable Reversing down an incline Unable to reach Flat ground Unbound Rolling in heather Best honeymoon ever Related Tags: poetry Posted April 1, 2022 by N¡na in category Uncategorized About the Author An alumna #brightonforever Post navigation Fed(up)ruary Drops