Bikes Poems

Bikes

Bikes bring you places
Rugged terrain, dense forest
That cars never see.

Those Bikes

Those Bikes
See the goth heavy metal custom motorcycle
Ride past with a long haired rider
Dressed how they should be dressed
Black jeans t shirt denim leather
Low rider chopper as it should be
With twin coffin saddle bags
What a ride to the other side
Give him Devil fingers\M/!
Then there was a classic looking bike
Parked up alone
And I saw two racing

Kites

The Heraclee sky was a lurid, neon blue but the morning was surprisingly cool (at 54°). The antemeridian sun managed to cast sharp, surreal, black-hole shadows, giving the world a baroque art look, as if we were strolling through a Rembrandt painting, where everything is defined by shadows.

The lavish breeze, coming up off the Mediterranean

Hissing Swishing Rumbling

Hissing cars
Swishing trucks
Rumbling bikes
Life is a highway
Really?
Combusting cylinders 
Pumping pistons
Turning crankshaft
Spinning flywheel
Engaging transmission
Motoring drive
Tranferring power 
Rolling tires
Hissing 
Swishing 
Rumbling  
Crash and burn
Life goes on

Green Bikes, Red Bites

What's cooler and juicier
Than a long-striped rime of green,
Whose internals are fortified with
An explosion of mesmerizing desire?

Or a total circle of green without stripes,
Protectively enclosing the best of eats,                          

Roller Coaster Ride On Mountain Bikes

On gravel mountain path,
    underneath shadowed pine crowns: friends ride mountain bikes,
      where none hath
        neath sapphire sky.
  Roller coaster, fun lighting strikes,
    runs bye.
  Wearing
    down bends, turnpikes,
   

Tykes and Bikes

Along the hikes of thunder spikes 
The rest of us are scared
Nobody likes the lightning strikes
That catch us unprepared
Except the tykes who ride the bikes
That somebody repaired.

Submitted to the
Bite Size Poem no17 Poetry Contest
on August 15, 2021

Dogs Chasing People On Bikes

At times our Golden tends to go awry
She chases people on bikes, let me clarify
She doesn't ride the bike
Doesn't own one, no dice
You thought I meant our doggie, needs no reply

Cops On Bikes

How do cops on bikes arrest someone
They say, “Get in the basket till I finish my muffin”
Now why do cops
Love donut shops
Donuts tend to make them big and strong and tough-n

Rusty Bikes

Four pedals rusting --

screech of  bikes

grates love’s uphill climb




................
Biker’s Dozen for Maureen McGreavy
10/3/2018

Bikes

bikes hiku


from trikes to bikes 
 
to speed needs thigh straddled ~

male toy cycle

Bikes and Boradwalk

they  go  fast and slow
up down and around
some ride  together
in the  nices weather
side  by side
they ride and talk
its
BIKES AND BORAD WALK

Snakes Ride Bikes

Snakes and Bikes




                                 Snakes rides bicycles
                 

He Loves Motor Bikes

Beetles on wheels
Carrying lazy men or women
On their dead backs

Police On Bikes

Wonder how police on bikes arrest people
"Alright, get in the basket, you did something illegal
Get your bum in there
It's just like a chair
Feet away from spokes or we'll land on our keesters"

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