My Road Ode

(I wrote this poem last year for a class, just rediscovered it, and thought I’d share!)

These wheels hum, my seat supports

while sums of speeding traffic hum.

Sunlight pours bright

from the skyline,

pushing burning legs by yearning for regulation in life.

Traffic lights, cycle lights, starlight painting city nights.

Flashers on my backpack as traffic intersects this reckless soul.

Pedal, crank, metal flank, my steed sets my speed with a need for disaster.

This is an ode to the road ridden riders who ride the side streets,

watch the police walk their beats, and pop blisters on their feets.

And if I ever meet the soul who made this whole thing possible,

I’ll hug them close and whisper their ghosts back to Heaven.

For sunlight sidewalks,

and pictures cobbled from street chalk and late night walks.