Best Biker Poems

I didn’t know what I would feel about Doug Gay, 
But I looked for a motorbike outside the church, 
To reinforce his black biker jacket and sociology, 
Which superseded church goers and that bunch. 

I made it one of the first things I did in...

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I have brothers and sisters
Not by blood, by an unspoken bond
Some wear leather some wear lace
We all ride our bikes to and fro

We are a community within a community
We know what one is thinking just by a look
Based on Respect ,mutual trust
We live, love and...

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OLD WEATHERED BIKER

Come sit by my side and stories be told
of bikes and good times on open road
Winding our way to destinations desired
under wind, rain and sun all mired
Nature reminding us of its command
take in its grandeur from hills to sand
Conversation with those who are...

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My Dad came around the other day, on his Harley Davidson, all decked out.
The Trolls all came a running to see: what that load roar could be about.
They immediately became so very impressed, with my biker Dad, no doubt.
But it seems they’d never seen anything...

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Occasionally I visit my brother and we talk upon his porch.
We were always so very different, of that you can be sure.
He was always the smartest of us and we choose two different lives.
I became a chemist while he worked on Chryslers Assembly line.

After 35...

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I have always been on the rough side
I even look butch enough to pass for a man when I ride,

I want to be a biker chic and ride a Harley
So I can look bad to the bone when I am really sorry,

You see my dream...

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went is cold
they get more bold
in there suite tights
the bike at night
there plan stand
thyer up hill hiker
tthoses
WINTER BIKERS...

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When I'm on my bike,leather jacket,shades,I feel cool....
No helmet
I wanna feel free.
Free especially from rule.
Just me and the road.
From here to there.
Sun on my face.
Wind blowing my hair
It's my true self.
So happy.
So mean.
No longer held back.
From a corporate machine.
The loud thunderous noise.
Always keeping my poise.
Sometimes...

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I am for all a man to see
Broken, I be
Too old to care
But on a dare

I walk with a limp and a cane
Suffering pain
Deserving all
But standing tall

Accept me for who I am now
Not one to bow
I keep my pride
For the last ride...

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BIKER 
The night sky is made of black tar, and broken glass,
And the moon, if you melt it in a spoon, once was an old hubcap.
So by the light of night, ride the Milky Way’s bright stars
And by day, cruse the endless highway, 
Via cheap...

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It’s a very busy drug store
with seats along the wall
where folks who wait for refills
sit and sometimes chat
but as I discover you can 
leave the store worse off  
than when you walk in.

The fellow next to me's 
a biker as his attire says,
a red...

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I ride the bike even when it's a little cold

I am now biker trash so I am told

What has changed I just can't see

Has parking my truck really made a change in me

Or is the fact that I like to ride

And that my friend I'll...

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After one too many beers
in the wee hours of the night,
I whizzed around town on my
motorbike, feeling light.


I zoomed into dim sidestreets
and who or what did I meet?
Deep potholes, like drunk hobos,
recklessly crossing the street!


But nastier than potholes,
the pavement was a different case.
It leaped and...

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theyer everywhere
here and there
world wide
side to side
some or real hiker
BIKERS...

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touring the city
free cycling
both uni and bi



Submitted on September 23, 2018 for BIKER'S DOZEN sponsored by MAUREEN MCGREAVY...

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