Ah, when life gets in the way of you wanting to publish all your old poetry in one place. Pact with myself to do better..... Here's the only time I ever attempted one to do with my two wheeled companion!!!
A kick on tarmacked roughness starts my flight,
On bumpy gateways souls can see ahead,
As muscles wake and fire thighs so bright,
A neon blaze, my troubles left for dead.
I stretch my arm for all the world to see,
Intent on where I will - I have no fear,
Horizon's limits pedal not to flee,
But join the throng, myself inside to cheer.
The rain engulfs but only makes me smile,
As droplets splash and gusts of wind abound,
My grip shift friend shall shoulder every mile,
True gears of greatness scream, in new strengths found.
Where mountains meet the sky and bridges dance,
My bike and I shall ride and take our chance.
