Best Cycling Poems

I wander in the nature’s green, trees in rows the birds preen
Like a gem glimmers the morning dew, with a precious diamond’s hue
And flowers bloom...

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I'll never forget the date, the nineteenth of November
It's etched firmly in my mind, and I'll always remember
It was the day that I had my...

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Oh moon, so full, so dearly
bright, You are the light 
of lovers; misty glow of night,
Dimmer than sun, his subordinate 
reflection, yet remains he jealous...

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I see you
Now stuck in two dimensions 
They sit you up
They lie you down
Semi vertical
Fully horizontal

Yet, I have the coloured lenses 
Of memory
They don't know...

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No Loitering, Skating, Skateboarding or Cycling....

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Candy floss, seaside rock, smoothies, and flags sporting
Union Jacks
Replace the old traditions of striped deckchairs 
And Kiss-Me-Quick hats.
Chipwicks for our salt and vinegar fries
And their...

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She was all that and much more
  The child with the smiles and the braids
    White dresses, friendly nods and compliancy
...

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Our piano with silence speaks
The rickety rocking chair squeaks
Where Mama sits and stares each day
Music memories stored away
Our loved inheritance remains
Melodies cycling through our brains....

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Governess of endless flowing tides
Ancient Orb that mystifies

Dusty ochre, bright hot white
Cycling and glowing with borrowed light
Cratered desolate dusty reflector,
Yet invoking your own haunting specter

Revealing...

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Cycling through time;
this wrack of flesh fleets on.
Spinning indifferently on a compressed 
ball of mud.
Pulsing and thumping against 
the deafening destiny of becoming
a part of...

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I’m confused 
At times bemused
By the turn society’s taking,
Sexuality so complex
Gender needing further context
All my preconceptions breaking.

Are cows good
On this we brood
Carbon footprint the new...

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Face to face, eye to eye
I stand tall and stay firm
My voice does not raise
And my tone does not change
I might listen... if I feel...

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The moon took possession
of the sky
a blank slate of atmospheric haze
punctuating
the seasonal sentence
of solar cycling....

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Is it possible that I may strive to think
Of what has never been
Or that such would raise me from where I sink
And wipe my sorrow...

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Demons longing to be released from their cage
Unleash their fury in a fist of rage
Life's not as simple as turning a page
Cycling rapidly these thoughts...

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