Bicycle, Bicycle
Lila ViVi
May 22, 2015

Bicycle, Bicycle
Turning the pedal
Some are made of metal
But not the pedal
Some are made of steel
But not the wheel
None are made with plastic
It's not elastic

A poem I wrote a couple years ago
like flying through the city on you, my bicycle,
eunsung aka Silas
eunsung aka Silas
Apr 10, 2014

the cool wind in my hair
as you and I glide across
the cement jungle.

You make my life tolerable
in this crazy urban landscape,
my trusty metal steed that
helps me duck and weave in
stand still traffic of the Nation's capital.

nothing like flying through the city on you, my bicycle,
on this beautiful spring day.  I know you can't speak,
but if you could, you would also say "wheeeeee" with glee.

#urban   #whimsy   #bicycle  

This is a portrait of abandoment:
rusty spokes, faulty breaks, and negligent owners.

(I'm still lying on the sidewalk too, waiting for a reason to shift gears.)

Bikes
#thought   #old   #left   #abandon   #bicycle  
I don't know how to ride a bicycle
Patricia Policarpio

I don't know how to ride a bicycle
So you grabbed the bike and showed me how
But I didn't quite understand how you did it

So you let me ride it while holding the backside
I pedalled slowly at first, then gradually faster
Until the breeze hits my face and I've got smile on my lips

At last, I thought, I learned how to ride it
Then I looked behind and saw the view
You're not holding it anymore, you're faraway from me

I'm far from you, and you waved goodbye
So, I turned towards north and pedalled some more
At last, I thought, I learned how to ride the bicycle.

I didn't know how to ride a bicycle
But you taught me how, so I turned towards north, and pedalled some more.

for some people only comes to your life to teach you something and help you balance life. but you gotta leave them behind and let go with a thankful heart.
PS I actually don't know how to ride a bicycle. Haha
#life   #sonnet   #learning   #bicycle  
of a child's bicycle*
Sean Tierney

rainy days have always
brought me to the surface

I suppose I
move through the world
like a worm
lodged in the tire tread
of a child's bicycle

another major re-write for the ol' manuscript...
#world   #rain   #bicycle   #worm  
than a bicycle
Asa D Bruss
Asa D Bruss
Feb 5, 2015

If the perfect
last end of
the wrong thing
before and after
the last could be
molded faster
than a bicycle
then why not
return the danish
to the other
person's hand
through the keyhole?

Hello Bob. I'm a cake.
#why   #wrong   #bicycle   #faster  
like an old rusty bicycle
Anivel Aidan
Anivel Aidan
Jan 5, 2015

i've forgotten
the painful, unexpected blow
of the harsh truth
that you're fading out
of someone's life
like an old rusty bicycle
that's full of memories
from your childhood,
left alone, forgotten
in the attic
when you got a new one.

your life is evolving without me
you're gaining
a lot of expensive vehicles
by losing
a lonely broken bicycle.

i guess my world stopped
when you left,
and your world started
the second i am gone.

i miss you, i wish i could tell you that
#fading   #forgot   #gone   #missing   #replaced   #bicycle  
your bicycle lights,
Nemo Outis
Sep 7, 2014

Tell me about
your bicycle lights,
do they shine?
like embers in the
dark of night
or are they faded?
like far away stars
who omit some days
that they are there.
forget your bike.
I'll come find you.

#poem   #stars   #light   #embers   #bicycle  
 
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