Frustrated Biker

Written for Sunday Muse #56  (posted by Fireblossom)

you bring out the biker in me

There you go,
off to pee.  So easy
for you, but what
about me?  See any
bathrooms around
during the last
fifty miles?  If I have
to wait much longer,
this helmet will have
a whole new purpose. 
Hurry up!

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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18 Responses to Frustrated Biker

  1. coalblack says:

    I kinda hoped the picture would say more to people than this, but ok.


  2. Ed Rigg says:

    He He He
    The lady wants a pee
    Can’t do it there
    For everyone to see..

    My sympathies . . lol


  3. kanzensakura says:

    Even on heaven it seems we still have those bodily urges. Fun poem Sara!


  4. robtkistner says:

    Hahaha… this rings so true for me Sara. I rode for years since 1963, ‘till my diabetic neuropathy took my feeling in my toes 5 years ago, and with it, my ability to effectively balance my bike. My wife rode with me frequently. We loved it! Her ongoing mantra: “Do you see a bathroom.”


  5. Susie Clevenger says:

    Oh, I’ve been on that ride. lol


  6. Marie Elena says:

    HA!! Too true! 😀


  7. Carrie V. H. says:

    Absolutely love this Sara!!!!! I think all of us women can totally relate!!


  8. Regina Phillips says:

    I love your spin on this, very relatable!


  9. eastgoeseast says:

    Very creative! Riding bicycles through Asia years ago, when my wife had to take a pee she would have to wrap herself in a sarong and find a semi-private spot just off the road. Even though it was rural, there always seemed to be someone around when we stopped.


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