Bicycle Built For Two

I would cycle more,
If a certain cat didn’t
Like shoulders so much.

skat@2015

Do Not Go, Gently

I cycle in place,
To British mystery cases–
Racing against time.

skat@2015

Cycles

Un-hampered, soiled wash
Gets loaded, swished, swirled, then spun—
New heap just begun.

skat©2015

(this poem appeared originally appeared on the Poetikat Unbound blog)