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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required ‘Get the motor running head out on the highway looking for adventure’ Well it is only the council road with potholes but Oliver races his pushbike Walkman headphones sound ‘Born to be wild’ or Attention Deficit Disorder But there is no doubt in the bikers’ mind that winter is recycling fast time Orange banana saddle ape hanger handle bars and Che Guevara bandana Another day for many revolutions as the wheels keep turning in tandem He abhors bicycle clips as Oliver needs torn jeans to be one of the gang No leather jacket so the hand me down brown corduroy one takes its place Pedals turning downhill at full speed hard breaks and sharp swerve to the left Another 360 degree circle wonderful skid marks adorn his pride and the road It was easy today because morning dew and pink purple petals greased the path For once the corroded chain has not come off after that creaking gear change Countenance smirks on his face because has done it again and he feels so much More achievement than if he was doing his homework left pathetically languorous At home where his goody two shoes brother calculates tangents and radius Oliver is an action boy full of mettle and metal and his scent is lubricant oil ‘Take the world in a love embrace and explode into space’ and dear emotions Run high almost octane fuelled while his well-behaved sisters play octaves From Amadeus on Bechstein or Steinway pined to bored ebony and ivory keys Oliver hammers down wildly as the way forward beckons driven by freedom He is oblivious to fragrances blossoms and bloom and the sweet scent of nature Could not care less about chirping birds and the warm temperature resides only In his teenage blood and guts as he rides through a pile of litter in which rusty Debris mingles with pneumatic tyres and a very loose spring punctures the air 16th March 2019 Spring Is In the Air contest Sponsored by Emile Pinet
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