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Todd Sommerville
Poems
Apr 16
Time Traveler
The open road possesses my soul
leaning to and fro,
into and through the curves of the road.
The curves life throws.
I glide, I fly, down these thoroughfares,
these desolate highways,
back roads, and byways.
Adrift on the wind that surrounds me.
Pounds me,
fills my bones,
with its heat,
with its cold.
With a satisfaction of freedom
I've only ever known,
on two wheels.
My motorcycle is a time machine
that transports me to years long ago.
I am ageless as I hurdle forward.
A faceless, genderless soul,
behind a visor of golden sun,
obscuring the time traveler within.
But even though you can't see me,
I can assure you I am smiling.
And I will be until
my ride reaches its end.
Nothing quite like it!
The older I get the more I want to be out there!
https://youtu.be/FLkZ7Z2VY9Y?feature=shared
Here is the you tube link the video turned out pretty well
I hope you'll check it out.
Thanks
#motorcycles
#solitude
#freedom
#aging
Written by
Todd Sommerville
60/M/United States
(60/M/United States)
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