THE RIDER

MOTION

Here he comes the fury beast

riding thru the wind

Thighs are beating

as is his heart

Excitement from the very start

He lives for motion

fast and free

Don't hold on to me

is his plea...

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PEDDLING

On goes his cap

then his helmet

He steps on his pedals

getting ready to run

Winding and winding

the wheels go

Sweat pouring 

from his soul...

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SPEED

Why does he fly

it's not a want 

it's a need

How fast can he go

it depends 

What did the day offer

what came his way

Was it happy

Was it sad

Maybe it was bad...

 

By Lynn Hahn

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◄ BAD BOYS

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Comments

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AM Cash

Sat 31st Dec 2016 20:33

A caring thought through poetry

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Raj Ferds

Sat 31st Dec 2016 08:53

Love the intrigue Lynn. Did you wish it was bad?

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