Long Handlebar Poems

What's that in your hand?. Let me see.. He said.
It's a picture; that`s Chuck; he is my friend... I said.
You pick your friends kinda young, don't you?... He said.
No, that was a long time ago....

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It's weird to subscribe to the following:
Heaven
Past lives
Ghosts
Nothing

It depends what suits in the moment, perhaps due to being taught to 'have faith' and not question I got a little carried away and started collecting a...

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"Remember when you were a careless eight-year-old kid riding a bike with your friends, racing each other around the neighborhood? Remember that feeling of absolute freedom as you felt the wind in your hair (if...

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Doctors (particularly biomedical engineers)...
really trolley train hard to keep track of patients

Eye tell ya we (spuds)
pulled up stakes after four yar
and zero scores ago living in Bryn Mawr
salutary heart and lungs figurative
storied Main Line Health...

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Rog the funambulist 



A paragon was Rog, heroic in the air, without airs
One of the most magnificent funambulists at ease
Whether walking a rope or flying on a trapeze,
Though he blessed the earth with no dauntless...

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In 1894, Annie climbed on a bike
Told the doubters to take a hike
Planned to cycle cross the planet, found sponsors, took a gun
Though she died 50 years after, her legend had begun.

How much is embellished,...

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Poor Man On A Bike

There is a viral photo of an Indian/Bangladeshi on a bike...
With 5 little children and his bedraggled suffering wife....
They all are seated on the bike, one kid seated up on his...

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Climb those many stairs, up to the stars.
“Cut!” Comes the child, the wee Pinkerton.
Stunt double, doubles down, with plethora of scars.
Fate is what it is, bumps, bruises...sorta fun.

Pinkerton rolls and bounces, ooches and ouches.
Then they...

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A little old Lady, shopping trolley with Junk
Mod on a scooter a parrot haired Punk
A Huge crowd of Cameras all going Click
A man taking chains off finishing his trick
Hooray Henry's coming out of a bar
Handlebar...

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Little princess you've had a long day,
Running,laughing,keeping boredom at bay,
It's been lots of fun but now you must rest,
You need lots of sleep to look at your best.

So take off your day clothes and put...

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When the snake charmers walk along the lanes,
The excited kids follow them in chains.
Holding their snakes in round baskets and pots,
The charmers search for the suitable spots.

Wear specific attire for they have flair, 
Grow handlebar...

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He/She/Lemmingsonabridge  BAH!  SAYS YOU!
WHAT ISN'T ARTsyfartsy?
Tickle my eyes
sensations blurring
casserole fishdish
cold stone marble ears
Fiddledeedrumsticks  handlebar mustache
calligraphic impotency
within the fireworks
of eastern Jupiter
Apples
Cattle ranch
my little ones
I love you I love you I love you
Salamander Samba...

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Valentine’s straddling bikes, hiking it to the mall.
Youthful and carefree; passing trees in revelry 
as the sun plays peekaboo through its leaves.

Half a heart, each. Each pounding the busy streets.
A flirty wind blows her hair;...

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Mr. Abbott

Mr. Abbott bought a 
 steam powered Stanley
He felt it made him 
 look rather manly

He has a large 
 handlebar moustache 
Constantly covered in 
 soot and ash

In his finery, 
goggles and gloves...

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May you be guarded by Grace and wings made of light 
beside a gentle prayer, filled with God's might ! 
May life be a journey of knowledge and pure delight 
as you walk the path...

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At the dead of the night
When the sunset had turned red
Two lovers walk
Hand locked in hand
The moon arrived in time to write a story
The clouds darkened in desperation
The stars and galaxies gathered to witness

Two lovers...

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“The path we're taking is not a road, Kiyo, it's a pier, and it ends someplace where the sea begins. It can't be helped.”
? Yukio Mishima


I will not love you.
I have read all your thoughts...

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Learn to ride a bicycle is not simple
As is life
The accessories like the pedals, the chain, the tires 
And the handlebar
Must all in good conditions
As are life essentials a must
You must push the pedals 
To...

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At the curb
Without its mother
Rusty creature
Up to your knee
New born from the wild
Of unwanted chances
Hobbles on training wheels
Pink-perked handlebar ears
Hand written sign
FREE
Dangling by string
Around its neck
Cottonwood freckles
Snowing seed from the spring
Dots the little thing
The mailbox
And...

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