Hopping on my steed
I would wheel out of the driveway
And up the road
To destinations not unknown:
the creek, the corner store, a friend’s house ~
Warm summer breezes teasing my long hair
Into tangles that no comb could unravel
My arms and legs tanned where shorts and top ended.
I would ride by fields of corn and wheat
And feeling a little silly, talk to cows as they munched in the meadows
Their big brown eyes somehow understanding.
Sometimes I would have to pump and strain with wild delight
Chased by big dogs which had no chance of catching of me
As my fear made me strong, fast, invincible
I long for the days when freedom was as easy
As riding my red bike.
Summer memories……………………..
Wonderful, LouAnn!
thanks so much Cathy–means a lot coming from you!
I am loving your poetry, Lou. It’s nostalgic and sometimes melancholy which I love. That’s what it’s supposed to do–make you feel. And, I can identify so much with this–I used to do the very same thing. I still bike and love it. Wonderful!
I’m glad it evokes feelings and memories–I loved to bike and should take it up again!
Ahhh…this evokes long-forgotten feelings of freedom. Thanks, LouAnn! xoM
freedom–nothing better!
Remember those dogs on the 2nd concession…at Sundins? I used to fly like the wind past that house so the dogs wouldn’t chase me! Riding our bikes everywhere….such freedom, thanks for the memories.
it was the dogs on the 3rd (across from us) that I used to ride like the wind to get away from
Aw…LouAnn, a wonderful transportation back to childhood – I love this 🙂
I could do with some summer breezes and free time right about now. Good thing I have poetry like yours to spark my imagination and pretend like I really am outside with nothing better to do than bike to my heart’s content. 😉
I love the picture that your story invokes ..(evokes??) Diane
whatever it does I am glad
Brings back a lot of my summer memories. Read it. Reading it again.
a perfect compliment
Keep the summer memories coming my friend 😀
Cheers
Choc Chip Uru
Okay I will try–thanks for the encouragement
Great memories from your poetry.
I tried biking again a few years ago… it’s not the same. But I love to remember how it used to be.
that is what I am afraid of–things are so much busier now!
I had to concentrate so hard on balance that it sucked all the fun out of it! And then… the knees……
my balance is off of late and my right knee is giving me trouble–maybe I should just stick to my walking routine!
I think ” biking memories” is where I will stay!