Riding My Bicycle Poem by Daniel Miltz

Riding My Bicycle



O' it's a cycling wheeze
With the birds in the trees
And people in the streets
Ride my b'cycle in breeze

Sunny, mid-day, bike ride
Wind rushes, past my side
Light, shadows... I ascent
Cross, the weathered cement

Handlebars, gears, tires, chains
Tog'ther with legs and pains
My foot on the pedal
Riding like the devil

© daniel miltz

Riding My Bicycle
Wednesday, November 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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Daniel Miltz

Daniel Miltz

Detroit, Michigan
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