Forward Motion – a poem by Bill Richardson


You push off; I hold my breath: 
the wobbling bike a wayward lurching ball,
its fits and starts careering left and right,
along, across, astride the wheel of life.
A six-year’s path is there before my eyes;
the flutters in me bounce and brace
and bounce again,
while cycles you traverse 
are loaded down with dream and hope.
Speed your way along the road, my son:
the trick, it seems, is in not staying still.

Bill Richardson lives in Galway, Ireland, where he is Emeritus Professor in Spanish at the National University of Ireland Galway. He has published books and articles on Spanish and Latin American literature. His poems have been published in Irish newspapers, Galway ReviewStony Thursday Book and the Fish Anthology 2020.

1 Comment

  1. I like the pace, accessibility and brevity of Bill Richardson’s “Forward Motion.”


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