Rolling Thunder (Redondilla)

The rumbling sound flashes pass Heads held high like soldiers in mass Handles straight as a new lamp pole These bikers are now on the roll Soft wind caressing their faces Holding on, ladies with laces Gliding with a natural flow As they go with a rumbling glow Corners and curbs their hogs traverse Rolling thunder with such a burst Riding the shores this afternoon Coming to your town one day soon Comments: The Redondilla is a Spanish form of poetry. It has four lines with eight syllables in each line. The rhyme scheme varies from aabb, abab, to abba. This poem is about the rumbling bikers passing through town. It’s such a great sight to see as they maneuver their bikes in their special way. It's dedicated to the rumbling hogs of thunder with non-grumbling, mumbling riders!