Best Pedaled Poems

As Joe was biking down the side of the road
He ran across a chap with a dearth of driving skills.  
Or more accurately, the...

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Giant blowing winds like slabs of butter.
Meltdown like frozen cubes of ice.
Leaves blowing around as trees go bare.
I plant my garden of words and watch...

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I watched it as it was born in the drenching rains of spring, 
Cool condensation drops left over from winter's cold, 
As it grew and...

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"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..."  E.E. Cummings

Hello my dearest darling, it was...

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OBSESSION OF SOAPS

obsessed with the daylight hours
specifically the graven-image afternoon
like high place dungeon towers

calgon’s commercial didn’t “take me away”
but a clever string of soaps did...

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Among the many things that sit
Forgotten in our shed,
My son’s old bicycle called out,
Just messing with my head.

I finally decided that
The time had come to...

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Under a sun scorched sky,
I stood on the dust of your shores.
Before opening my eye,
to the wonder of your worlds.
Without perceiving the temple
I had entered...

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Young Timmy saw Jim walking down the street.  Timmy considered a quick retreat, but steadied himself with a shrug.  Timmy dreaded the sight...

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Riding alone along a path
that runs parallel, north and south
Alongside the Lehigh River
I became acutely aware
of the beautiful surroundings
As they sped pass me on both...

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poetically fractured retractions
   gnashing night prayers, 
scribbling braille,
     written sideways
 dipped in holy water's resolution,
compromising statements
   ...

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I'm eight years old, 
And I'm in a mess. 
We have not that much money, 
not even enough, to buy my sister a dress.

So think,...

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Just need that feeling
That same old feeling
At 10 years old 
Riding my yellow
Banana seat bicycle
That sweaty afternoon
I jumped on not sure 
Where I'd end up
Just needing that...

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At 1-year-old, you received your first party
First birthday cake, gorgeous and fancy
My first ever speech to the crowd
Proud as a father, I avowed

At 2 years...

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(for Neil)

I wonder if you remember,
the dog you killed that day
on the way back from the Stony Rises?

You were driving, talking about
yourself, I think,
or maybe...

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Poetically fractured retractions
   gnashing night prayers, 
scribbling braille,
     written sideways
 dipped amid holy water retention,
compromising statements
   ...

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