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Flying with Flair
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Flying with Flair |
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ivordavies Senior Member
since 2007-01-10
Posts 739Chester, England 
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First may I apologise for posting this, 8 days ago my youngest brother(a mere 46 year old) had a high speed accident on my son's motorcycle. Unfortunately he broke his back and will be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. This poem reflects my reactions a few days later after going with him in the ambulance after the accident, finding out the extent off his injuries and visiting him with his children. It is not intended to be light hearted but a true reflection of how the 'moment' drives my need to write. This puts down this 'moment in time' for me to return to as life progresses.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Flying with Flair Two hundred mile an hour they say a Fireblade screams along it’s way but when alas, the rider’s Ray the Fireblade went a different way It sped down Chester bypass quick for Raymond gave it quite some stick but at a hundred, fifty plus just one mistake will make you cuss. So when he braked to miss a bend the bike no longer man’s best friend, deciding it was time to fly took bike and rider to the sky. But birds, not men, are born with wings our spines can crack in high speed spins while somersaulting through the air his back was broke beyond repair. Now Ray must face his life anew not walking now like me or you but finding ways to keep his flair whilst tethered to a bloody chair! Ivor G Davies ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The moment created this second, is a moment that's going to last. It lives the full spectrum of time, the future, the present and past. |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
oh, I am very sorry to hear this! tragedy. a nice poem from a man and a big brother. |
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