Handle Bars Poems - Poems about Handle Bars

On Cottingham Green

...On Cottingham Green
Have you got a light he asked
Breathing whisky fumes in my face
The hand rolled ciggie in his mouth
Miraculously staying in it’s place
As he lifted the bottle
Up to his lips...

Meeting Suzette On a Watermelon Bike

...She came along casually riding a watermelon bike.
I was merely walking down the street on an intended hike.
She yelled “Hey, Pete, or Samuel or Ike!”
You see I am a triplet, and this is what it is...

A Watermelon Sky

...She showed me her bicycle
With considerable pride
The wheels were red
With specks of black in-between
Handle bars in bottle green
As she sped away, little did 
She know the bicycle was carved
...

To Be Care Free

...What a splendid thing to bicycle ride
Envisioning an adventure ahead
A two wheel machine just powered by me
Handle bars play as I gracefully glide
See sunglasses, gloves, and helmet on head
To b...

Joining Hands Across Time

...First night in his final place
My dad called me weeping
“Please Bobby bring me home.”

His skin like ice cream
Melting on handle bars
Plopped in his wheelchair
Square
In the center cone of an...

Sprung In the Air

...‘Get the motor running head out on the highway looking for adventure’

Well it is only the council road with potholes but Oliver races his pushbike

Walkman headphones sound ‘Born to be wild’ or ...

Paradigm Shift

...I’m adjusting fixed positions
On opinions and deductions
From now on breathing other airs
I have a stack of fresh instructions

I let go of once held handle bars
Veering off from straight line ...

Anonymous Rose

...Anonymous Rose

As a mid-teenager innocently experimenting and soaked from a bottle

My best mate and I were drunk as two skunks he a bit less than I

We had not managed the golden mean of bala...

Category 5 Potholes

...Like riding on the handle bars of a bike
                        with no brakes, going down Telegraph hill
                        in San Francisco,... during an earthquake…
                      ...

Bike Riding

...Bike Riding

Once, I was able to navigate my sleek black Fuji racer, sitting arrow straight, pushing hard, and hands at my side. It’s amazing to think I was able to maintain my balance, down hills,...

A Sixth Grade Crush

...Miss Auchterlonie was my teacher
In the sixth grade and I was happy
I loved her figure and features
And she even dressed real snappy!

My love for her would not be denied
I'd impress her with m...

Childhood Christmas Memories

...Every joyful Christmases of distant past
were all very special and memorable.
Except for one unique Christmas unsurpassed.
I recall it was an unforgettable
day, with presents under th...

Hanky-Panky Janky

...I was pretty cranky when my spanky new bike was janky.
The frame was too short for my body, too tall and lanky.
The tires too fat, too hard to push up boggy maintain trails.
The deal I got clearly...

Christmas Day

...All the Christmases distant past were all so very memorable. Except for one Christmas I truly remember, 
especially because it was unforgettable.

My parents and I gathered around the ...

Letters From Batman

...Playing Batman and Robin is a lot different

When the Riddler is your Stepfather

And simultaneously an alcoholic and pedophile

When your secret mission is to keep him

From bringing heroin ...

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