Day 4: Queer poem

I’ve been looking at this site which is also doing NaPoWriMo:

And decided to try writing to some of their themes, day two’s theme was a poem about a fantasy. I have written about wishing my Dad had taught me how to ride a motorbike, he always refused and I have no desire to drive a car, bicycle or any other kind of vehicle, it’s just the sex appeal of the motorbike I wanted! So this poem is a motorbike fantasy.

Suzuki Style

Leather smooth, helmet hard

Me astride Suzuki style

Two wheels and a motor and a road

Like a cowboy, my horse all metal shine

Short hair ruffled by the wind, my cheeks flushed

And a weird story about my first crash, a lorry perhaps

an injury that would ache in the cold once I got old

A life with knowledge of a wheels skid in the rain

Forearm muscle bulging with the strain

The purr of the bike in the shed waiting

And a girl, her arms around me on the back

But my dad wouldn’t teach me how to motorbike ride

Scared I would fall

In the front seat,

my frustration aches.


The Stirred quad is formed of Rebecca Audra Smith, Anna Percy, Jasmine Chatfield and Lenni Sanders.

Posted in NAPOWRIMO Becca, Poetry Scrawls

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