Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Unicycle

He was pedaling in my direction,
His feet never losing control.
His age? 9 or 10 I am guessing,
But his confidence lit up his soul.

We locked eyes for the briefest of seconds.
I was grinning and though he held back,
I could tell that the hint of a smile
Was just busting to peek out a crack.

For he had to know that he was special – 
You don’t see unicycles each day –
But the streets of New York do encourage
Every talent one has to display.

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Maurice Rigoler May 6, 2019 at 9:34 AM Love thr last two lines of last stanza, Ilene, though I'm tempted to add (on my experience in New York once): And other oddities as well. Hope you're not offended. / M Ilene Bauer May 6, 2019 at 9:51 AM Not at all, Maurice! New Yorkers are the first to admit how much weirdness there is in our city!

Alkas Poetry April 29, 2019 at 7:56 AM Dear poet, really an unusual thing draws attention ... and a poet in that sees poetry ... You captured the moment and did it with mastery .. salute alkas Ilene Bauer April 29, 2019 at 9:54 AM thank you for that lovely comment, alkas! much appreciated...

Line Gauthier April 25, 2019 at 11:35 PM Lovely poem, Ilene. Love the visual.

Paul Callus April 25, 2019 at 4:40 PM Isn't that like the ones used in a circus? I've never seen one on the roads over here! That boy doesn't know that you have immortalized him thanks to this lovely poem, Ilene! ~ Regards // paul

Gershon Wolf April 25, 2019 at 3:59 PM Don't remember ever seeing a unicycle being ridden on the sidewalks or streets of Chicago, not even once. Ha, ha. We are the Second City. That's for sure. ~ gw