Michael Edwards



An idiom which I can’t endorse:

‘Don’t put the cart before the horse’

for what this overlooks of course

is that I do not own a horse

and on my cart there are no wheels

as close inspection soon reveals

and even if this wasn’t so

the road down which I seek to go

is closed all access now denied

so tell me why I’m not surprised.


  • Author: Michael Edwards (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 1st, 2020 00:21
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • User favorite of this poem: MelissaJA.


  • Goldfinch60

    I too find roads closed, I am sure that there is somebody watching me and when they see me get in the car they 'phone somebody up and arrange to get the road dug up somewhere on my journey!


    • Michael Edwards

      I drove up to roundabout when, with no prior warning and cones along the centre of the road preventing a three point turn as well as cars behind, I found myself with no option but to join the M1 southbbound when I wanted to go north. There was no other option. My journey took a full 20 minutes longer. I\'m also on a speeding course next week having been caught doing 68 mph on a country road (60mph limit) on an open road with visibility for miles and no other cars in sight. After 55 years of motoring I'm beginning to wonder if I should hang up my keys.

      • Goldfinch60

        Michael, I have been on one of those courses doing 37 in a thirty, it was on a road that is always catching people, there are three speed limits 40 MPH with four cameras into a 50 MPH with two cameras and then straight into a 30 MPH with a camera about 100 yards into it.
        Saying that though I reckon that speed awareness course was superb and in my opinion everybody should go on one.


      • 2 more comments

      • orchidee

        Oh lol, good write and pic M.
        Miss Berles got a horse, or has she a 'my little pony'?

        • Michael Edwards

          Miss B only likes dogs and cars.

        • ANGELA & BRIAN

          ANGELA here - Morning Uncle Mike - Enjoying our STAYCATION here - Weather excellent & not TOO WINDY. 7 - 7 Sonnet tomorrow *SAILING IN COWS* ! The INDIANS have a Mantra *Elephants Push ~ Horses Pull* which solve one of you dilemmas (bon mot) but not all of them. Love the CARTOON - Brian has ruined all my Sunday Hats demonstrating *La Baile de Mexico* for Pensioners !

          Blessings & Peace for You & Yours
          Love Angela & Brian & Smokey ! ! !

          • Michael Edwards

            Then I must get myself an elephant - will check out ebay.

          • L. B. Mek

            a cart with no wheels: symbolism or hovercraft?
            of closed roads, there is no doubt: symbolic or U-turn fanatical non-existent road signs, both - have had us all, scream and shout

            • Michael Edwards

              See my answer to Goldy above - Yes I'd love to scream.

            • Fay Slimm.

              Ha ha - that image of G. dancing the can can did it for me Mike - giggles completed I liked the clever bouquet of reasons around horse and cart. Great stuff.

              • Michael Edwards

                That Glenit is a real tinker. And I never owned a horse but I did have a ferret once.

              • Neville

                I could read these all day long and not get bored .. I might just fall off me horse tho ....

                • Michael Edwards

                  You should stay in the cart - you've got an 'orse?

                • dusk arising

                  Super picture made me laugh.

                  Making sense out of nonsense and in an entertaining way is damn clever stuff in my book.. hats off to you.

                  Please have a look at the fairy tale piece i posted yesterday about Louise rabbit.

                  • Michael Edwards

                    Just looked and commented - fabulous stuff - you're a great writer of the nonsensensical yourself - always enjoy your work.

                  • MelissaJA

                    Glad I read this, so well written.

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