Those Cyclists on the Road

AuburnScribbler

Fierce and focused feet,

stepped in time to slake,

all the tasks on mental sheet,

in hope of no mistake,

 

straight and long and steep,

is what the wander wrote,

meandered like a river deep,

whilst mind was kept afloat,

 

misses and successes,

both were plainly met,

the certain and the guesses,

were all caught in net,

 

then soles began to pain,

but smile did endure,

for upon familiar lane,

was something that would cure,

 

a merry four did ride,

tending to their craft,

youthful virtue did confide,

made up a good life graph,

 

one did feel so soothed,

when joyous scene was showed,

they lit up such an achy mood,

those cyclists on the road,

 

memory bank deposit,

sweetened up the day,

if only such composite,

could build a better way,

 

where harmony’s the law,

division’s pulled apart,

thus, such habit ice can thaw,

around the sleeping heart.

  • Author: AuburnScribbler (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 18th, 2024 06:52
  • Comment from author about the poem: I had a few errands to run the other day, but they were all over the place, but because it wasn't raining, and I still have bones and muscles in my legs, I decided that I would walk. I'm not going to lie, my feet were aching as a result, and because of uncertainty and unavailability, some things on my docket could not be ticked off, hence I was a bit irked. However, when I walked down a street, that I used to live on, I saw a small young peloton, that calmed my "wroth". So, I give you this poem entitled "Those Cyclists on the Road", a rare positive poem about bicyclists, as when it comes to general traffic on the roads (and sometimes irritatingly on the pavement), they do amass a bad reputation. The banner picture, to me is a mirror image of two of the kid riders I saw, who are most likely brother and sister, and seeing them; brought back happy memories, of when my sister and I; used to ride on the same street. I hope that you enjoy the poem, and as always, please do stay safe everyone
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, Bella Shepard
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  • sorenbarrett

    When younger I used to cycle a great deal and enjoyed it. As to this poem the last stanza is brilliant! Loved it.

    • AuburnScribbler

      Thanks for the read and for your wonderful praise sorenbarrett, it is very much appreciated, and I am glad that we both share such happy memories, that were made on two wheels.

      I hope that all is well.

    • jarcher54

      I am 70 but still cycle 5 miles to work every day, rain or shine. I swear that and my wife's cooking have kept me young. On a weekend or morning off I run errands all over town on a bicycle. It is by far the most efficient and healthy way to get around. It's easy on the joints and soles. But good for the soul! Thanks for the thoughtful observation!

      • AuburnScribbler

        Thanks for the read jarcher54, and for your lovely words.

        I am glad to hear that your metal steed still serves you well, and bless you for keeping up quite the routine, it sounds both busy, and with what you have said about your wife's culinary skills, rewarding as well.

        I hope that all is well.

        • jarcher54

          Funny you should refer to my metal steed. I had a horse as a teenager (we lived in the "country") and often think of my bicycle as my more efficient steed. (But riding a horse may be life's greatest pleasure... well, one of them.)

        • Goldfinch60

          I too used to cycle, I even cycled to work sometimes but we tired to follow the rule of the road unlike many cyclists nowadays.

          Andy

          • AuburnScribbler

            Thanks for the read Andy, and I do agree with you on this matter.

            In the recent past, and what is happening right now, cyclists think that they have free range, but to me, a bicycle is a self propelled vehicle, and all vehicles belong on the road, not the pavement, which is clearly for pedestrians. However some do have some common decency and sense, to which I say "ride on, with a smile!"

            I hope that all is well.

          • Teddy.15

            This is beautiful, my last memories before I left London were going to work on my mountain bike, you just brought it all back 🌹

            • AuburnScribbler

              Thanks for the read, for your very kind words and for favouriting this poem Teddy.15, it is very much appreciated.

              Glad that this poem brought back a happy memory, and I hope more pleasant peddling still happens from time to time.

              Thanks again, and I hope that all is well

            • Bella Shepard

              Beautifully versed in rhyming stanzas. I love the stages of the poem, from achy feet to the wonderful memory evoked by the cyclists. I've seen them biking along the highways as we've traveled through Utah and Colorado, wishing I were young enough to do the same, they amaze me. Thank you for this poem that reminds me of those travels. Fantastic write!

              • AuburnScribbler

                Thanks for the read, for your overwhelmingly kind words, and for favouriting this poem Bella, it is very much appreciated.

                I am glad that you liked the story of the poem, and that it conjured up some happy memories of your travels in the States.

                Thanks again, and I hope that all is well.

              • Dan Williams

                There is a rule that fits here, verified by long personal experience; "Two cars coming from opposite directions will always meet at the narrowest part of the road". On a bicycle, you ARE the narrowest part. Safe riding!

                • AuburnScribbler

                  Thanks for the read Dan and for the proverb like sound advice.

                  I consider myself to be a proud pedestrian, so I will observe the improvement of road safety from the kerbs of the pavement.

                  Thanks again and I hope that all is well.



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