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For context, this is an old poem written by a much wilder younger me of and somewhere in the middle of a twenty year stint as a bike messenger.

Amen

Clinging
climbing the walls
cracks and burrows
dodging mangles and tangles
dead ends
no bends
fire and ice
and ice hurts more
once twice thrice
but hey!
dismount
assess
access
I'm a mess
creak crack
(yes my crack hurts too)
broken back
arms dragging sagging and blue
but hell I'm here!
and hail that too!

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Michael Vacek

October 13, 2017 at 10:49 PM

"but hell I'm here..". That was one of the best laughs I had all evening

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

October 13, 2017 at 11:04 PM

*giggle* awesome :)

Paul Callus

October 10, 2017 at 4:58 PM

Enjoyed this delightfully vivid image which you wrote with such a lovely humorous presentation, Maureen. I've had stints at bike riding...what about horse bare back riding...they both can give you aching endings!! Regards // paul

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

October 11, 2017 at 7:22 AM

A city girl that dreamed of riding horses my chromemolly steed sufficed. Love horseback riding, haven't in years, can't imagine after the damage I've done my pelvis would submit to that bouncy bouncy :) You make me smile Paul, thank you xomo!

Lim'Rik Flats

October 10, 2017 at 2:04 PM

As a recreational bike-crasher I'm just a couple of concussions short of a self-lobotomy. Or do bikers begin with one? Can't believe you got PAID to ride! No matter, I'll bet you still ride in retirement. Love the PO!!! Hail, hell, ho ho ho. Black 'n blue 'n purple are great colors together, eh? RIDE ON TIGER! ~ j

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

October 11, 2017 at 7:17 AM

Now we don't need to start a concussion competition lol! A wholly addictive line of work I would never recommend. I overdosed on adrenaline, on a cargo trike now, I used to ride roads like rapids, now my big boat hugs the shore :)

Darren White

October 10, 2017 at 8:21 AM

Wow, Mo, LOVE this, and the ending is fantastic <3

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

October 10, 2017 at 10:15 AM

Thank you Sweet P! I'm tickled that you do :) love & hugs! ton mo

Andrea Dietrich

October 9, 2017 at 5:38 PM

This was an interesting one. My crack hurts too. That was a great line, Maureen!!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

October 9, 2017 at 10:12 PM

Lol! You're awesome! :)

James Swartz

October 9, 2017 at 10:28 AM

This is a great poem Maureen! I loved it when i first read it, then i read your note and reread the poem and it made me chuckle. Glad you can tell of your experiences in such a lighthearted manner.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

October 9, 2017 at 10:15 PM

Ya gotta have a sense of humour, it makes life so much more livable. Thanks James :) cheers! xomo

Silent One

October 9, 2017 at 6:33 AM

Sounds painful...But such is life..

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

October 9, 2017 at 6:44 AM

Exactly! Such is the drug that many couriers get addicted to.

Arthur Vaso

October 8, 2017 at 7:58 PM

This is hilarious, knowing the context made me smile!! There where also a very famous bike messenger years ago, this reminded of that too!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

October 8, 2017 at 11:01 PM

You made me smile! xo 13 mo :)

Sunlite Wanter

October 8, 2017 at 5:49 PM

Clever, Clever!!!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

October 8, 2017 at 6:19 PM

...someth'n anyway ;) cheers lovely! xomo

Russell Sivey

October 8, 2017 at 4:08 PM

Wow Mo, you have written a fantastic write here, sometimes the old ones can be glorious ones too! I thought your note was cute, and after I read the poem I see why you put that note on! It certainly illuminates the poem more! You have made me smile with this poem, though I like winter versus summer, but for a bike messenger I can see why you would like the summer more! What a grand piece, Great Work!!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

October 8, 2017 at 6:17 PM

You're the sweetest Russell :) thank you! I used to loathe winter but appreciate it now, winters now nothing like when I started cold wise, that and I don't have to bike it. I keep a husky mutt too which helps make winter fun. Wonderful evening to you! xomo

Susan Ashley

October 8, 2017 at 2:26 PM

Ouch! An awesome write Maureen. You had to wild to be a bike messenger for 20 years lol! Very happy you're here to tell the poetic story. Thanks for your poet's notes and for the wince and the smile your poem gave me! :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart

October 8, 2017 at 2:35 PM

Giggle, the less glamorous side of life in the saddle ;) Thank you Susan! Lovely day to you! xomo