Me, I take for granted skills
Learned at young age,
Yet, difficult to learn at mature age
Candor is dusted under fear chills
A New Skill
The Human Miracle
Biking is for well-balanced people
However, working with old people,
Shows me the complex sophistication
Of the human body, its perfection
Festive Bike
Seeing this, lit up my day
Usually, I see fear on the way
@D
Bike Cellar
Under the pavement,
There’s a huge new bike basement
A solution that’s fair
This crowded day, Spring in the air
@D
#MyLady
Ten years, my loyal girl around the home
She’s allowed me to roam
The solid beauty of the Earth’s face
Doesn’t she deserve words of praise
@D
Plague
Too many people
Use too much transportation
It’s become a plague
@D
Outdoors
Outdoors, on bike or foot
Truth enters the mind
It’s good to unwind
I nearly met Spring on my route
@D
Crowds
Thousands of bikes it can contain
Still it’s not enough
Outside, thousands more remain
Don’t we all own too much stuff
@D
