“Is it a sign of the fact that you are getting old?” Gun Roswell
Ride a rather large size Bike
Riding the biggest motorbike
Just for the sake of a psyche!
Or maybe, just because I like
Riding my big big bike 😉
Ride a rather large size Bike
Category Archives: Travel
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Ride the shadow of the Bike
“The shadow of the sun creating a double vision of the ride of the day, which do I wish to ride?” Gun Roswell
Ride the shadow of the Bike
Ride a bike
Take a hike
Watch out for spikes
As your vehicle they can strike
Stay out of fights
Other wise
Do what you like
So go
Ride a bike
Or its shadow
Either is just fine
Floating through time
“Time flies when you are having fun and even if you are not, so there is that” Gun Roswell
Floating through time
Time, is of the essence many say, time is going by so fast, they also claim and well, I have to agree to that sentiment, for you see, I have been sitting here, watching it pass me by, or in this case, floating by, in the form of a sailing boat, going oh so very slow.
It is a fun past time, time, yes, yes it’s that kind of a rhyme, but time is so much more than that, just the simply ticking off the clock, which I hope will never stop, even if it goes past me so quickly and that should make me feel sickly.
But, as it is, there is no use of fighting this thing called time, unless you have a degree in physics or a machine which will make you fly, backwards and forwards, whichever way you might want to experience, but if you get a chance to do it, it will certainly be different.
So, as I sit here, watching time itself, pass me gently by, I am kinda feeling fine, but hey, if I could turn back some of that time, well, guess I would?
Take a ride in the pouring rain
“The rain will not stop those wanting to ride their bikes, motorised or otherwise“ Gun Roswell
Take a ride in the pouring rain
The rain stained the asphalted plains, but it did not matter to the hard core rider
And even if they are really not, the tough and rough kind of natural born fighter
It does not matter, because out of love and devotion, the rider will get out there
And ride the steady steed across the land, sand or water, it does not really matter
Even if the chatter from the others, might want to change this rider’s mind
But, being totally devoted and kind, to the bike which can give them a ride
Well, there are really no sides to be taken here, rather the best choice of all to take
And this relationship, between organic and machine, is not something new to be seen
So, mounting on their ride, soon enough the world around then is no more divided,
Rather one and wide united road side, where anyone can set out on and drive
No matter whether this bike is just a simple and manual and in need to be peddled
Or a power house of a thing, with a motor which can make a die hard fans heart sing
Riding best, with bare feet, I guess
Moped oh so rusted
Red Scooter
“All journeys have a secret destination, ride there with your shiny red scooter bike!” Gun Roswell
Red Scooter
“Faster, harder, scooter!”
No, this is not a blooper
And trying not to be a party pooper
But,
This is a vehicle, not a German band
I state, as I here stand
Bike to ride
“The old school bikes are the best, no gears, just muscle power to move forward!” Gun Roswell
Bike to ride
A ladylike bike
With a basket in front
Will lead you
To a treasure hunt
The ride you’ll enjoy
Even, shouting ahoy
While riding around
Plenty of goodies are found
Soon enough
It’s getting tough
Your basket is full
Up the hill
The bike you pull
Sweaty and thirsty
The bike you’re cursing
But when at the top
You see another shop
Quickly mounting the bike
Because you see what you like
With cool breeze in your hair
You thank to gods of this great fare
On neat coloured city bikes on the small city streets
“There is nothing to riding a bike after a long time, just sit on it and peddle away, it’s just like riding a bike!” Gun Roswell
On neat coloured city bikes on the small city streets
Some of them, are totally colourful, some of them quite bland
Most of them, are in such great shape, with many of gears grand
Then again, one or few, are totally busted, the metal on them, through rusted
But hey, that is just life, and if you get a lemon of a bike
Don’t worry, and certainly, do not yet, go on a pedalling strike
Because, there are always more of these, fancy two wheeled steeds
Just around the very corner, and they do come, in with a very low fee
So now, since after the hardest of the steps is done
Which was, choosing the bike, for some glorious daily fun
Now, you will be able to ride down, all of them busy city streets
On that funky bike of the city, painted, oh so completely neat
Motorised Bikes anyone?
“Ride a bike, with motors or not, it’s really up to you!” Gun Roswell
Motorised Bikes anyone?
Bikes with motors are fine
When you want to avoid that grind
But a manual pedaller
May be a great leveller
When your pulse needs elevating
And your blood, circulating
The oddly shaped bike
“It does work, just hop on a pedal away!” Gun Roswell
The oddly shaped bike
Little convertible
You are so flexible
And very transportable
But even still
The genuine article
A bike is a bike
Of course, of course!
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