Once I get my drivers license I can go up to Rennicks Lake anytime
but for now it is too far away and I can’t afford the train ticket.
I ride my bicycle to work
even when it’s wet or when it’s cold.
The worst is the cold, when my fingers freeze and numb
on the handle bars
and the wind cuts into my face.
The best time is 6am
and there are no cars
just the gentle sun waking in the east
and the streets as quiet and gentle
as any christmas cartoon
or poster image of Ireland’s pastures.
After work I spend time in the second hand shops
what I look for are oil paintings
or water colors.
But I will buy posters if they are really interesting
or well framed.
Can you imagine me
trying to get a big painting
home on my bicycle?