my latest bike poem

[latelatebloomer]

I'm just warming up
spinning up the country road
in the golden slant of late sun
green pickup truck lurks at the stop sign
oh, I have the right of way
but he'll probably floor it to beat me
watch out
but he doesn't
he waits
he waits

as I pass I call thanks
as I pass he smiles and waves
as I pass, his yellow wristband flashes

I think I'm in love
with the driver
of a green pickup truck

[Mr. Bloom]

It's funny, when someone yields the right of way to me, I always feel compelled to nod a thank you their way...

By the same token, I've never fallen in love with a man driving a green pick-up truck... Yellow wrist band or not

[Trek420]

....I've never fallen in love with a man driving a green pick-up truck... Yellow wrist band or not

Well, obviously you just haven't met the right guy

[Zen]

Well, obviously you just haven't met the right guy

I fell in love with a man simultaneously riding his bike and walking his dog on the C&O Canal

[Trek420]

See, there ya go, it can happen

[Zen]

Too bad we never got to meet