One Man Parade

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For Bite Size No114 Poetry Contest sponsored by Line Gauthier

He said a solemn goodbye to his purple steed, a trike, now, the only conveyance he'd need, and there would only be just one other small thing, a little Red Ryder pulled by a string - and the wind would whistle through holes in his head as he rode through the town with his wagon of red.

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 6/5/2025 7:41:00 PM

The imagery gob-smacks me, David. O, that wind. O, those holes in his head. O, that 'Red Ryder.' Whoa, Nellie! ~ Gershon

David Crandall
Date: 6/6/2025 3:30:00 PM

Thanks, Gershon - it sounds like quite a ride!

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 6/4/2025 3:45:00 PM

This is very cute…love the colors…a purple steed…wagon if classic red…love the trike and wind would whistle through his head.

David Crandall
Date: 6/4/2025 5:58:00 PM

Thanks Kim - kinda what I mean by saying nothing in six lines - or maybe my sub-conscious mind is saying something - lol! (and yes, the wagon is definitely classic read, although possibly a little rusty).