Motorcyclists Poems - Poems about Motorcyclists

...Motorcyclists terrify me I fear they will fly off the road Who will stop to help? Will we all keep whizzing by? Every motorcyclist is someone’s baby Someone’s grandchild, someone’s love On th......

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...We piled into the car Caleb and Mom in front, me in the back We weren't planning to go far A nearby arboretum off the beaten track. We went north, there were many cars each way Saw a motorcycl......

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...Thirty minutes til pickup - leaving home before crack of dawn A slew of police cars and orange cones blocking the exit Reading mailboxes with old eyes - not owl eyes My friend and I exchanging gif......

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...https://youtu.be/c1gNm21YzfI When last I visited India almost a decade ago I recall riding on my brother's scooter as he drove me around town, And I saw fully veiled Muslim women half their......

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...Chalk-white faces, chapped lips and infected footsoles, Harmattan, she has come again, announcing her presence like a proud royalty's entourage. Mothers clad their infants in thick clothes li......

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...The Rain In Spain falls gently on the Plain In NYC it backs up sewers once again Creating puddles that take two weeks to drain Oil slicks abound the terrain Causing motorcyclists lots of ......

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...when the sun finally shines its last hot beams of annoying rays down upon the slimy suntan-lotion-saturated bodies & the convertibles get taken back in the garages & the vast groups of lame ass moto......

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