Photograph – Copyright Dan Wesker
Morning Rain
Two hundred bicycles
locked up on a far platform.
A sleeping herd of chain,
grease and handlebar,
their wheels pumped.
Waiting for the end
of work-day, to be pedal-
pushed under sagging autumn
skies. They catch a wink of sun
on metal spines, designed
only for moving forward.
Except one, lonely as a drunk,
propped against an alley wall,
its owner gutter-happy elsewhere.
Morning brings a sobering fall
of rain and the knowledge that
abandoned bicycles know more
stories than you’ll ever tell.
Moments of Chaos and Nostalgia 
Thankyou for leading me to the Graham Greene poem…I had no idea he wrote poetry. Lovely.
hope to meet you through A & E at some stage but can’t make the meeting.
Franny Swann.
Franny – It was Dan who unearthed the quote, it’s lovely isn’t it ? x
Fab idea and beautifully done … looking forward to seeing some more x
I can’t wait to see this blog develop x