Bike Poems - Poems about Bike

...early morning bike rides, the chill on my skin as we travel down back roads taking in the views and the smells......Read the rest...

... It stands propped against a wall in my memory, that green two wheeler bike, my first, bought second hand from a neighbor. A deep, gravel graze I got from learning to ride it, I swear, st......Read the rest...

...I intend to enjoy summer and the sun, warming my ancient skin. Once, I said goodbye to summer because one season must yield to the next, and it was time to attend school and learn. I said goodby......Read the rest...

...I appreciate, more than grieve, you. If I have a regret, it's that I didn't convey my appreciation when you were here. We had our disagreements, on different sides of a generational divide, b......Read the rest...

...Irony of Life In the quest for more, desires take flight, A luxury car owner envies the jet's height. The motorbike rider dreams of the car's gleam, While the cyclist longs for the engine's scr......Read the rest...

...Care free days of youth, so pure and bright Laughter echoes, a joyful sight Chasing each other, playing hide and seek with friends and cousins, playing outside when the sun rise until it set There......Read the rest...

...while riding my dog Spike to polka dot town I noticed the number of circles that were all around So this is why they call it polka dot town I said to Spike. You are eating too much, he replied. Ne......Read the rest...

...Teetering, tightrope walking, not the half nor the bike across, nor nightmare clowns. It is not the trembling trapeze, nor the heightened tension inside the big tent with rumbling gray clouds of ......Read the rest...

...An Unknown Privilege To visit the city had been a dream of mine, one that my parents had been annoying about. They wanted to come with me but I ignored them, I just wanted to blend in with th......Read the rest...

...Inside rainforest Traveling using big bike Awesome trailblazer.......Read the rest...

...my brother is 11 years older than me he would read me stories and sing me songs he taught me how to ride a bike and play guitar but he is 11 years older than me he is 16 out with friends, i......Read the rest...

...Firecrackers will ever crack, And you will always have my back. Do you think, when we took that car, We might have gone a bit too far? I don't think when you drove that loop, We went too far......Read the rest...

...thunders soundings bring on dark and day skies followed by large raindrops......Read the rest...

...They say the moon is foreboding and cold. That's just the way people talk when they get old - But I grow green beans and peas way up there. I get there by riding my bike through the air. I tend i......Read the rest...

... We lived in Saigon many, many moons ago Of which I have a tale to share About a pair of my husband boots His favourites…. the ones he loved to wear A shoe shiner came to the work office A t......Read the rest...