Of sunsets and supermoons

by Jem Croucher

I found a freedom at sunset today
went out for a ride on my bike
Not many cars on the roads still of course
so I could go wherever I liked

Took a route by the airport at first
no planes on the field there in sight
felt a bit odd but then everything is
including an absence of flight

Crossed by the Pad to Old Botolphs road
the sun sinking low in the sky
peddled on down the quiet country lane
as tiny young rabbits hopped by

Paused on the crest to take in the view
the little church waiting down there
then whizzed down the hill freewheeling and fast
with the wind blowing warm in my hair

To the river and sunset over the hill
sinking down low in the west
Caught in this place where the view here I think
is probably one of the best

Then on home to Shoreham-by-Sea where I live
my bike taking me there quite soon
under a blue sky where in the east there arose
a wonderful new supermoon

©Jemverse

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