Winds of Freedom (Cycling Prose)

One thing I love to do when I'm not reading or writing is cycle. I ride on a sturdy and reliable 2015 Schwinn Traverse.

The blow of the breeze

The smell of the wind

The gentle turn of...

My gravel path's end

The billowing trees

The forestry bend

The rotating wheel of...

My navy blue Schwinn

The bumbling bees

The path that has thinned

The countless miles of...

My old metal friend.

Author's Note

Question for fellow cyclists; what bike do you prefer to ride?

Reviews

[Ariana Omnomnom]

This is so short, simple, and splendid. It makes me want to ride a bike. Unfortunately I don't have one and believe it or not the last time I tried to ride one it turned out I had forgotten how, but I'm inspired. Maybe I'll buy one when I get my check.

[writ rajat]

Gear bike I prefer nice line

[emipoemi]

Wow! This is very interesting in how it doesn't fully rhyme in each stanza, but each stanza contains an "end" and an "in(d)" sound, so in a way the stanzas rhyme with each other. Not only that, they go in a cyclical motion: "in(d)" - "end" - "end" - "in(d)" - "in(d)" - "end". Way! To! Go! The ellipsis on the third lines of each stanza as a bridge into fourth lines is grand! Well done!

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful use of description. I saw the forest and the animals of nature because of the good description. Thank you Ellis for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[J Todd Underhill]

Nice piece, I really like your work!