A bicycle ride

A Bicycle Ride

Riding a bike is a tricky old thing
from the end of the summer till early in spring
Its nasty and wet most of the time
and ever so cold, you'll shiver and whine
 
The puddles and potholes will judder your whole
and drivers will scare even your sole
The noise and close calls all testing your nerves,
as do all those emergency swerves
 
The exercise is fine if you go long and far
but be very aware of the damned motor car
For told is it not to look out for you,
and challenge the driver a moment you'll rue
 
From its behind, foul gasses with spew,
and touch one at all then the owner will sue
So its not much of a life on your bike in Old Blighty,
where the weather is foul and the car is all mighty
 
Yet persevere on over puddles and humps,
through rain snow wind and terrible bumps
Past gas guzzling behemoths and black belching busses,
taxis a turning while driver just cusses
 
On to your work home or some destination,
knowing you're doing such good for your nation
Insurance and taxes, fuel and the fine,
maintenance, crashes and worrying about time
 
Ah! Isn't riding a bike just so divine?

Reviews

[Bear]

Nice rhyme scheme and the meter and flow is ideal, the topic everyone can relate to. Your words create a vivid image that while I didn't get wet I did feel a shiver which is saying something seeing how it is 98 degrees here :~) Don't hate, but I like my bike with the motor on it but it is still offers the same feeling of freedom and exhilaration. Nice read and I look forward to reading more of your work, thanks for posting.