Michael Cochrane Cycling Poems

From cockle kitty cottage we awake with bird song, then off we go along thorny hedgerows we cycle, hearing distant bells of a church in the valley below.
By Melrose Abbey on ancient weathered stones we rest in the summer sun, eating our picnic in harmony with nature surrounding us.
Michael Cochrane ©
...

On ancient walled Lucca we cycled, romantic town filled with the music of Puccini for all eternity, violins play, the butterfly chorus. Our hearts sing in unison, entwined in love.
Michael Cochrane ©
...

From Oban we take the ferry to Mull Island Scotland. Haversacks and panniers of clothing, summer cycling we see the sea hawk and a family of seals. Tobermory is in view houses of many colours, fishing boats and nets. Whiskey shops and tartan
blankets and kilts. We have sandwiches and drinks watching the world go by. Happy times.
Michael Cochrane ©
...