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Free-wheeling Through Africa

Just climb onto the back of my Harley
And we shall ride to the songs of Bob Marley,
   In no time at all
   We'll be in Senegal,
Though I might stop for lunch in Kigali.

Categories: motorbike, africa, crush, freedom, journey,
Form: Limerick

Nigel and Me

Nigel likes to talk about planes
And trains and motorbikes.
He has a few friends
Who like the same.
I say to him: "Why does the piston go up and down?"
He tells me,
But I don't really understand.
I go back to my poetry books
And let my imagination soar.
While Nigel gets on his bike and makes it roar.

Categories: motorbike, car, passion,
Form: Free verse

Mucked Up Moon

Erroneous mirror scatters his face
        Mills his skin into thin porous powder
        Muck which gets stuck under tongue in a paste
        Mouth stuffed with rubble cement rancid sour

Categories: motorbike, 11th grade, childhood, moving
Form: Sonnet

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Girl On An Indian Motorbike

In memory she’s pretty and young, 
Dressed in Land Army girls dress
(Where my memory starts to fail
False memory fills in the rest),
Fresh faced, full breasted, shirt
Sleeves rolled, her arms half bare 
Talking and joking and smoking,
Smoke drifting through blonde hair, 
Sitting astride her big Indian bike,
In those days not a usual sight,
But it’s burned in

Categories: motorbike, childhood, nostalgia,
Form: Rhyme

Motorbike

K-iss the fog farewell, 
H-aze and mist are gone; 
I-n twenty-sixth January, 
M-orning meets the dawn. 

M-idnight moon has turned 
I-nto a sunny Thursday; 
G-ray clouds Wednesday fade, 
U-nderneath the skyway. 
E-fforts of the rain are foiled by the sun and sky alike; 
L-et the well-paved way welcome your motorbike.

Categories: motorbike, birthday,
Form: Acrostic

A Meeting With a Motorbike

I was stuck in the back of a small car again, 
Not enough air, raging heat, suffocating sun, 
Thinking of physical exercise, freedom and poetry, 
And of the French and their liberty run. 

I spoke English sometimes with a speech problem, 
But I always spoke French without,
So stars collided when a man on a motorbike,

Categories: motorbike, car, french, memory, people,
Form: Rhyme

Motorbike

Motorbike 
My motorbike has been on the terrace during the winter
 I cleaned it and tried to start it, alas, the battery was
flat so I tried to kick start it but gave up got to get someone
with strong legs and muscular arms to start it. 
At this time – spring- in Algarve there are

Categories: motorbike, cheer up, funny, giggle,
Form: Bio

Motorbike

Motorbike


I bought a little motorbike, on monkey spit it ran.
But the monkey I got with it, took a week to fill a can.
So out I went and got a chimpanzee, thinking a bigger ape more fitting.
But it beat my little monkey up and wouldn’t do more spitting.
How could I make my little bike go? I

Categories: motorbike, animals, funny,
Form: Rhyme