Femme Sole

view from the M5 towards Brean Down, Minehead and Exmoor

Femme Sole

Start the engine,
Hardtop off,
Sun is shining,
Where shall we go?
Maybe the coast
Put on chill out CD
Ahhhhh sooooo cool.

Breeze brushing shoulders,
hair blowing, flowing.
Foot down feeling cool,
heart beating with the beat.
Smell the air… so green,
see the fields… passing.
Fall back into the seat,
driving my life forward
to who knows where.
Mysterious freedom.

Tapping feet,
fingers drum beat
on the steering wheel.
Sun is so warm on my arms
driving has its glorious charms.
Watching the world pass
through polarised glass in
my racing green machine.

Speeding down the road,
going where I want to go.
Music in rhythm
with the wheels.
It doesn’t feel real.
Feeling solitary,
in control.
Rock n’ roll,
Femme sole.#


# French for Woman alone