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  1. #1
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    Poem (sestina) about Touring in Vermont

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    Mad Tom Road – A sestina about Touring in Vermont

    Dusk faded into darkness
    On that grueling ride, on Mad Tom Road
    It was the hardest I have ever climbed
    The hardest this forty-eight year old body has ever been pushed
    In the Vermont Green Mountains, sixty-five miles into the day, we were lost
    Yet, we persevered and the company of each other buoyed our spirits

    In the black night I felt the woodland Spirits
    Peering at the lone riders in the darkness
    Yet, I was not afraid, and optimism was not lost
    Our directions said “continue on” Mad Tom Road
    But we had reached a “T” and had to choose – right or left, up or down -- so onward we pushed
    Taking the left, we continued and upward we climbed

    How difficult this steep hill was that we climbed
    Yet, unlike the depression that pulls down my spirits
    This challenge of being pushed
    In the darkness
    On a deserted tree lined, country road
    Did not drag me down – hope was not lost

    Yet, we were hopelessly lost
    Off the bicycles, walking, we still climbed
    Until we saw some lights along the road
    So guided by Spirits
    We followed the lights up the long driveway and out of the darkness
    Not knowing what awaited us as onward we pushed

    Toward the end, where there stood a small house, each pedal stroke we slowly pushed
    A man greeted us with “Howdy, how are you?” I replied. “Lost!”
    We stood in the darkness
    Were told that needlessly we had climbed
    Even so, we were not defeated and held onto our adventurous Spirits
    And so, we descended, disbelievingly, down the steep gravel road.

    A tangent, a diversion, a mistake was that Mad Tom Road
    Yet our meddle was tested, our bodies and minds pushed
    And we reveled in the strength of our Spirits
    The challenging of being lost
    Is how to find yourself – and we did, and climbed
    Out of the darkness

    Our Spirits as we travel life’s road
    Can descend into darkness, yet there are times when we are pushed
    Where we see that all is not lost and there is purpose, albeit spiritual, for the mountains climbed.

    Pata Suyemoto, PhD
    September 2010
    "Why walk when you can bike?"
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  2. #2
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    Jan 2006
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    Massachusetts
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    Nice poem. Wonderful sentiments expressed. I once drove into Madd Tom Notch to start a hike many years ago - not a place I would normally try to navigate alone by car or bike. Glad you triumphed and could enjoy the adventure.
    Oil is good, grease is better.

    2007 Peter Mooney w/S&S couplers/Terry Butterfly
    1993 Bridgestone MB-3/Avocet O2 Air 40W
    1980 Columbus Frame with 1970 Campy parts
    1954 Raleigh 3-speed/Brooks B72

 

 

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