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Travel Thursday in Kos Island: Bikes, Carts, Mopeds and Scooter-mobiles

“All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware”
Martin Buber

Bike (2)

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

Posted in Travel Thursday
Travel Log /Photography /Poetry /Tale /Humour

Travel Thursday in Kos Island: Bikes, Carts, Mopeds and Scooter-mobiles

“All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware”
Martin Buber

Bike

Ride, ride, ride your bike
Where ever you feel and like
Or at least
With this delivery beast
As the delivery clerk
You’ll do the work
And much later
A joyride awaits ya’

But,
If your bike
Will go on a strike
Then what can I say:
You are in for a hike!

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Travel Log /Photography /Poetry /Tale /Humour

Travel Thursday in Kos Island: Bikes, Carts, Mopeds and Scooter-mobiles

“All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware”
Martin Buber

Velo-Bike

When you feel like
Your feet are on a strike
Just hop on a Velo-Bike
Motorized fun
Under the sun
No, this is not a pun
Just ride, ride, ride
Your Velo-Bike

Posted in Travel Thursday
Travel Log /Photography /Poetry /Tale /Humour

Travel Thursday in Kos Island: Bikes, Carts, Mopeds and Scooter-mobiles

“All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware”
Martin Buber

Golf Cart

To fool the neighbours
And all other strangers
You hired a cart
Which was quite smart
Added a bag of clubs
Actually some look alike stubs
Hopped inside the vehicle
While the other looked unbelievable
Maybe even a little jealous
Because of this helluva
Trick you made up