'Do you want to go fast?'
'Yes!' I yell over the biting air
'Hold on!'
I flip my visor down
Tighten my hold
The engine revs beneath me
The wind tries to pull me from my seat
I cling yet tighter
I peek over my friend's shoulder
Watching the speedometer climb
85....90....95....100....110
We're flying between cars
The night air freezing our skin
I'm laughing with exhilaration
Heart pounding
Hands and arms frozen
But I don't care
This is like flying
Off the interstate
Slowing down
I relax a bit
'Remember what you wanted to do?'
'What?'
'Hold on...'
He finds the balance point
Takes his hands off the handlebars and spreads his arms
I laugh, but don't move
He reaches back down and takes my hands off the tank
Lifts my arms so I'm ready for takeoff
I feel no fear
Just the thrill of flight
Author notes
The recounting of my first ride on a motorcycle a few days ago. It was so much fun =) I want a bike of my own now haha
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Comments
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i liked the vivid imagination this poem conveyed. lots of action as well. a fun read for sure!
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I bet it was quite the experience you will never forget! THANKS for sharing!!!
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so vivid
this is awesome
I WANT A MOTORBIKE NOW!! lol
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This is awesome! Sounds like your first ride was a lot of fun This is a great poem, especially the last stanza. It made me smile Thanks for sharing this, it was great.
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