Ode to a Suzuki

Two-wheeled steed, hoodlum's conveyance,
The weather has warmed. I am keen for the
Road, and the wind, and the roar of your
Four-chambered heart. I am finished, for now,
Being taken by carriages, safely away from
The rest of world. I am finished, as well,
With behaving myself. No one else is nearby.
I will free you to fly over pavement at three
Times the posted speed. Life apprehended
Directly is joyous. My heart cannot roar,
But I feel it patter. Back on your back and
Being a hoodlum, my soul is restored,
Metal steed.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-03-05 at 12:10

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