Handlebars Poems - Poems about Handlebars

...Come out, come out, taste the bouquet! Flowers smell better tossed with stars; Tonight the fairies will come out to play; Riding the sky without handlebars the Fey’s toadstools delicately ring......Read the rest...

...Memorized His T-Shirt Your eyes I’d memorize, emotive brown. I think you memorized those lines, oh you… Tinged pink, the peaks of youth, don’t let me down. You knelt at my curve......Read the rest...

...My New Year's resolution For twenty twenty-four Is the same old resolution That I made ten times before I vowed to stop eating junk food Like candy and all kinds of chips So, that I c......Read the rest...

...I quite enjoyed writing these two line poems for the Bantu contest - the idea of the call and response with two different statements but the same sensory response to each line. A bit like a game of M......Read the rest...

... March 19, 2023, is a day I will never forget, You see, that is the day that my Daddy left. Not in the way you may think. For he had gone to Heaven in a blink. ......Read the rest...

...Start to shape a moustache this time of year, handlebars, pencils, or lines from ear to ear, funny grins for volunteers, and charities will remember, a tidy growth every November......Read the rest...

...she knew all the moves Queen's Gambit Sicilian Defense Bura's Desperado Sacrifice with her arms wrapping me we barreled the freeway racing headlong into the wind balanced on two wheels below ......Read the rest...

...A book of scars tells the tale of a lively past; A book of scars falling off of my handlebars opens leaving me an outcast; Still, I am who I am if asked; A book of scars.......Read the rest...

...Your eyes I’d memorize, emotive brown. I think you memorized those lines, oh you… Tinged pink, the peaks of youth, don’t let me down. You knelt at my curved knee to tie my shoe. ......Read the rest...

...It is hard to let go Of the hand you are holding On the first day of school. Or the handlebars of a bike To ride “no-hands”. The wall at the roller rink. The bar of the roller co......Read the rest...

...Don't Call it Anything So you write something and call it a poem. Because its is free verse it could also be mistaken for a shopping list, or a set of instructions for assembling a bookshe......Read the rest...

..."Howdy Amos”, “Howdy Seth” as Amos points to the empty seat Next to him on the bench by the Limerick Town Bandstand. Amos t’aint much for words but he’s a pretty good pointer. “Whatcha doing, Amo......Read the rest...

...My breath once scattered seeds of dandelions. I stared in moments lost to grains of sand. Walked among the nighttime stars in wonder; Held golden leaves within my youthful hand. Watched a shoestr......Read the rest...

...Children in the dark Of bitter memoir Are but a spoke in a wheel On a cycle To round and round go But for feet off the pedals Hands off the handlebars Wind in face There happy......Read the rest...

...Hold tight you said, as I was spread across your handlebars Don’t go so fast I screamed, my smile was fixed just like a mask Increasing speed I feared this ride could be my very last Then swiftl......Read the rest...