Pedaling at a steady pace,
I arrive at this special place
warm sun pushing at my back
added to the strength of my attack
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Lee...What are silbings for, anyway....then again, i'm an only child, so i have to go off what i've observed over the years...The race you speakagine yourself competing in...Idid the same thing when i ws shooting baskets by myself...I'd count down the imaginary clock at my imaginary Madison Square Garden, as Point-Guard for my N.Y. Knicks....5-4-3-2-1- & i'd release the ball, in a fadaway motion as if two defenders were on me like white on rice....Whew...i think i need to rest for a moment! lol! Great work here, young lady....as always, of course! ~ ~ ~
Excellent. The ending made me laugh out loud. And it rhymes, too!
vanquishing the obstacles...splendid tale of victory and growth. fine work, Lee, an enjoyable read. reminds me that I need to get my own routine in gear. -Tailor
What I like in this poem is the image- clear and vibrant. And your discourse gives the element of pursuit, as in a bicycle race. You're truly a poet.