Michael Tor Poet Rhyme

My Bicycle and Me

MY heart rate raced as I sat and marveled at
this machine. A Cervelo S-5 carbon Bicycle.
This must be a dream! 

So Aerodynamic and efficient with a stream
lined design. With a DI-2  shifter that shifts
precisely and is so divine. 

I'm sitting here for several hours on my new
racing bike. They're tweaking it perfectly, and
making it right.

A true masterpiece that is designed for speed. 
Which every adrenaline junkie definitely needs.

I quickly fall in love with the way that it feels.
At ten thousand dollars, its quality revealed.
  
As I get on it, it fits like a glove. I shift it quickly 
as I start to take off. 

I race with an accelerating rhythm, at maximum 
speed. What an experience,  a euphoric feeling 
that overtakes me!
 
My heart pounds with excitement and my thighs
start to burn, as lactic acid builds up, rounding an
apex of a treacherous turn.  

I glanced at my Garmin , peddling quickly in this
competitive race. Twenty-six miles an hour, I 
average, pushing myself, at a grueling pace!

My heart pumps as I spin up this hill, anticipating
the descent, oh my what a thrill!

I try catching my breath as my lungs cry out for air.
Reaching a pinnacle point of exhaustion, and
borderline despair!

I'm pushing my cadence with everything I got.
Failure is not an option, like it or not!

I'm shooting for King of the Mountain, in this heart
stopping mile. Thank God it's all over, as I stop and
relax, for a while!

It's all finished now, as I check out the Strava on line.
And much to my amazement, I am the fastest, of all
time!!

I wish I could take credit, and be solely responsible 
for this great feat, but I know in my heart, it was a
great effort, made by My Bicycle and Me.

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Harry Horsman February 3, 2022 at 11:53 PM The title drew me to this, Michael, having a poem with a similar name, and the theme of your ride i can so relate to also..Great poetry, makes a nice change after all the ill effecting the world today. Keep Safe..Harry. Michael Tor March 28, 2022 at 8:35 PM Thankyou Harry for your thoughtful words. Yes its good to get away from the world sometimes. Glad you could relate. God bless you my friend.. Sorry for late response...

Anne-Lise Andresen February 21, 2016 at 7:02 AM - Quite an "experience ride" to read .... thanks :) - hugs //Anne-Lise :) Michael Tor February 29, 2016 at 2:30 AM Thanks Anne-Lise.

Andrea Dietrich January 8, 2016 at 9:45 PM I thought I would see your BEST poem according to Soup. It's THIS one!!by the way, I love your new avatar. Now is that you today?? (I know some of us use pictures when we were a little bit younger. haha) Michael Tor February 29, 2016 at 2:28 AM Andrea that is my high school graduation picture.

Susan Gentry December 22, 2015 at 7:00 PM Thanks for the ride! Great memories. Michael Tor February 29, 2016 at 2:30 AM Your welcome Susan

Skat A December 22, 2015 at 3:30 PM Michael, Congrats on your win. WUV **SKAT**

Richard Lamoureux October 11, 2015 at 10:36 AM Well written, I felt like I was riding. Michael Tor October 14, 2015 at 5:41 AM Thanks Richard.

Joan Donnelly Ellis September 30, 2015 at 6:37 PM Delightful read...thanks for sharing Michael Tor October 1, 2015 at 2:16 AM Thank you Joan. I appreciate your feedback.

Cherl Dunn September 28, 2015 at 2:44 PM Dear Michael What an awesome jouney you've taken your readers on this is a cool read my friend, love the factor I felt as though I was on a bike riding right beside you, pumping towards that finish line, what a trip thanks for the road adventure, and thanks also for the commets, cheri Michael Tor September 29, 2015 at 3:32 PM I'm glad you enjoyed the thrill of that ride. Cheri.

Paul Hawkins September 21, 2015 at 8:56 PM All I can say is AMAZING!!! This may be your best write yet Michael!! 7 all the way :-) Michael Tor September 22, 2015 at 12:49 AM Paul where have you been. I haven't heard from you in a while. Hope you are doing well. Thank you for your generous rating. My brother Gus and I wrote this together. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Take care looking forward to hearing from you.

Afolabi Muideen September 21, 2015 at 6:28 PM What an enjoyable piece. I love how this was constructed.......A.M. Michael Tor September 22, 2015 at 12:56 AM Hi Afolabi how are you my friend. I have been busy. I had the wind blow two trees down in my yard and I have been trying to use a chain saw to remove them. Hope you are doing well. I always appreciate your kind comments. Thank very much.

Andrea Dietrich September 21, 2015 at 3:46 PM Just seeing your note for me. Gus sounds like a fun guy. Wish I had time to try and find a poem of yours to read. Please let me know of one that is one of your favorites! Gotta take off!(luckily in my car, not on a bike) Michael Tor September 21, 2015 at 3:52 PM Andrea I think you have read them all. Thanks for the nice comment. My brother is a wonderful brother. I couldn't ask for a better brother. We share many memories of our upbringing together which is priceless. Thanks for your comments.

Constance La France September 21, 2015 at 12:05 PM Michael, I love this write, it makes me want to get a bike but sadly I would probably fall off and thanks for visiting my poem, under green leaves ... Michael Tor September 21, 2015 at 2:56 PM Thank you Broken Wings I rewrote it.

CayCay Godwin September 21, 2015 at 10:52 AM In 5th stanza, I think you wanted to type 'pleased.' i am so glad Gus inspired your muse to write this witty and fun poem. I truly enjoyed it ... CayCay Michael Tor September 21, 2015 at 2:57 PM Thanks CayCay I rewrote it.

Emile Pinet September 20, 2015 at 2:30 PM Your words take us along for a harrowing trip next to you, as your thoughts race across the page. Great write with a ride along rhythm that pumps up the heart. Emile. #7 Michael Tor September 20, 2015 at 9:27 PM Because of the down trees I hurried through the write. I went out and almost got blown away from my porch so I waited till morning to check the damage. Hopefully I can get back to commenting again. Michael Tor September 20, 2015 at 9:23 PM Thank you Emile for your kind words and generous rating. I wrote this late at night. We had a bad wind storm knocking down two huge trees in my back yard. So Ian suggested I bring it up a notch. I took a break today from writing and commenting went for a drive with my wife in the Adirondack mts. I will get back to writing tomorrow . Have a nice day Emile, thank you for your thoughts.

Demetrios Trifiatis September 20, 2015 at 4:36 AM Oh, how much I wish I had such a bike when I was competing some 45 years ago when I was doing up to 150 km in one day! Exhilarating poem that made me feel riding my bike again, my friend Michael. A seven for certain! Enjoyed it! Michael Tor September 20, 2015 at 10:28 AM 150 km wow. Demetrios your quite the athlete. My brother has gone as far as 40 miles. He loves riding. It is a love that he has, Thank you Demetrios for your kind words. Have a wonderful day today. Blessings your way.

Andrea Dietrich September 20, 2015 at 1:33 AM this is really nice to hear how much you love your bike!! To think when I was a child it took my whole big family 4 or 5 hours to do in 33 miles what you did in one hour! (when we rode to another city near ours on the country route!) Michael Tor September 20, 2015 at 10:33 AM Hi Andrea wow 33 miles wow. I wrote this for my brother Gus he loves to ride. Bikes are so much fun.

Tim Smith September 19, 2015 at 11:31 PM I don't think I could ever go that fast...I do love riding my bike. I'm almost due for a new bike. Mine is 20 years old. Great poem Michael Tor September 19, 2015 at 11:42 PM Thank you Tim. I wrote this for my brother Gus. He has invested quite a lot of money. These bikes cost as much as cars. He loves it. He got a super deal on a new one. The tires alone cost two grande. The bike sells for eight thousand. The man who owned it got transferred to another country for his job. He had to be there right away so he let a ten thousand dollar bike go for twenty-nine hundred. My brother got a great deal. Now he is selling his original bike. That one he paid three grande for. They are expensive. He loves it.