“I’ve been in my helmet, I can’t tell you how many times, smiling – and actually laughing out loud, enjoying what’s going on around me. You do feel it. It does enter you; it takes over your whole spirit. You just kinda want to go YES!”
~Lance Coury, as quoted and printed in The Enthusiast magazine~
Road or trail
Two wheels or three
An ode is what this needs
Fast or slow
Clutching or shifting
The smiling spirit it feeds
Past or present
Leather or bike shorts
It doesn’t matter the speed
The heart will always smile
Whether asphalt or gravel
To the horizon and beyond it leads
Although I no longer ride motorcycle, it remains an experience I will never forget. I choose to pedal a bicycle now, wear a helmet and take it a little slower.
Stream of Consciousness Saturday is the brainchild of author Linda G. Hill. Every Friday, Linda provides her followers with an inspiring blogger’s prompt. It can be a word or words and sometimes bonus points are involved (my favorite). Linda asks us to write without editing, other than correcting spelling errors.
Just go with the flow.
Like a babbling brook or rain drops. Click HERE if this type of writing floats your boat or helps with your decision-making. Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ode.” Find a one- or two-syllable word that rhymes with “ode,” or use the word “ode.” Have fun!
Mary J Melange 
What a wonderful response to the prompt, Mary. Perfect subject and very nicely done.
I hope you have a great weekend.
Thanks Dan. I’ve been reminiscing a bit about my biker chick days this week, the mag came in the mail Thursday, and Linda’s prompt put the post on motion on Friday. Yes, perfect!
I enjoyed the poem. I thought you answered the writer’s prompt skillfully.
Thank you for your kind comment!
I was only on a motorcycle once – as a passenger. I loved it, though. Sounds like a wonderful adventurous time.
I had lots of adventures on the Harleys and visited many states. It’s a great way to see the country.
I can imagine it was quite the adventure.
Great use of the prompt! We do have fun when we think back on the good memories!
I have plenty of motorcycle memories and stories to tell from those days. It’s why some of my friends know me as “The Harley Princess.” 🙂
Fast or slow the movement can still bring on the sense of wonder. Thanks Mary !
I do love both sides of speed. There is nothing to compare to that kind of wind in my face and all of the accompanying smells.
I rode on a motorcycle when I was young and foolish. I would prefer a nice slow bicycle nowadays. Even riding on a bike can give you that sense of freedom that your poem evokes.
I prefer a bicycle too. I fear now that I might kill myself on a motorcycle, so I stay slower and a bit safer.
Such imagery this invokes. Excellent job with the prompt. My second time on a motorcycle scared me so much, I never got on one again. Right before that, I was thinking I might learn to ride solo but nope. One round with B’s cousin cured me of that for a lifetime. I’d love to bike again but fear I’d fall and break my arm or worse. But I remember well and could almost feel the breeze pedaling along as I read your words.
The first time I rode on a motorcycle, my life flashed before me. But somehow that didn’t keep me off of one a number of years later. I relished the feeling of being on the open highway and the wind in my face.
I can feel the excitement through your words nudging me to get my old bicycle fixed. I used to love riding my ten speed as a teenager.
Do it, JoAnna. Get the bike fixed and go for a ride. 🚴♀️
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😀👏🏻👏🏻Anyone could feel your love in there, Mary.
Thanks Cheryl! ❤
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You were really in the spirit of the ride, Mary J. A lovely uplifting post. Hugs on the wing.