A clash of wheels and crash of bikes,
As cyclists slide and the peleton crumples.
Collarbones snap as bodies fly,
Time stands still while bike frames cartwheel.
The road fights back and tarmac argues,
Sharp gravel causes sparking metal.
A country stops and holds its breath
And anxious, waits for dust to settle.

Another gripping day in the Tour, but with a brutal crash.
(11.07.25)

© Ben Quant 2025
Photo by Mathias Reding on Unsplash