The Biker

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub – Quadrille #98 – “Peelings, Nothing More . . .”
(Posted by Mish)

“Recently a dear friend told me that her life feels like an onion. Just when she thinks her world has become fairly intact again, another layer loosens and breaks away, exposing a new challenge to face. I thought it was an effective analogy. Darn, life is hard sometimes isn’t it? These “peelings” can leave us scarred but can also open us up to reveal the fibers of our being we didn’t know existed inside of us.”

“Today I offer you the word “peel” to include in your quadrille.”

His red motorcycle
peeled off–showoff–hear how
loud my engine is? Calls
attention to himself,
loses respect of others,
bikers included. Must be
exhilarating to ride, wind
in your face, chasing
in and out of lanes. Can’t
you do that without
loud noise?

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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8 Responses to The Biker

  1. Frank Hubeny says:

    Good point about how loud noise encourages disrespect for others. Drivers in cars that honk too long seem to have a similar relationship with sound.


  2. Wonderful use of the prompt. Showing off does put off many and whispers hold deeper meaning than LOUDNESS. Good one!


  3. For some, the making of noise is the only way to get noticed


  4. Mish says:

    Yes, if they only knew they were having the opposite effect on people!


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