I may not know where I'm going,
but I'm making real good time,
My Heart and soul are showing,
riding on,within this rhyme,
the wheels go 'round,
as time goes down,
I've had some great rides,
cast my net upon the waters,
quietly waiting for the tides,
like the rusted iron steed,
just resting on it's side,
forgotten is it's finest deed,
forever so lonely as it died,
we used to run thru city lights,
and slowly cruise the country side,
passion for those city nights,
the mountain was the place to hide,
went from job to job for money,
spent upon my weekend honey,
just looking for another ride,

now our fun is all but gone,
dreams we lost and fights we won,
with another lonely slide,
always looking only forward,
just for a lonely place to hide,
sadly in my lonely world,
just for another lonesome ride,
memories of this Iron Horse,
lost within my dreams of course,
as it lays upon it's side,
dreaming of another way,
shining on another day,
and another lonesome ride...

Lonely Soul

wow..a true biker..lol

wow that was nice i liked this one leep it up

I still love to ride,but ride mine on dirt now,as the streets are so
crowded and unsafe today...

so I just hop on my 4 wheeler!!!

Great writing Michael- I could see you pedaling away!

Thats nice i like it ,

Greeneyedlady...
these pedals don't move...
and it was electric start,1100cc,
built for high speeds on the highway...

not a bicycle

but on days like this,
I'd have to warm up th hamsters

Nice Michael, out here on the country roads it is still somewhat safe to
ride.I hate this cold weather though, when it hits the 30's or less its
just too cold to ride even for me.

:)

G

I hear ya Gryph...

do they make cover-alls in leather???

chaps and a coat just ain't enough for those cold degrees...

Ah, riding in the wind, the freedom to explore, taking you from one
adventure to another. Sounds like my youth...how I miss that feeling.
How I dream to recapture that feeling again.

well I had to take it off the roads...

I figured if a deer cut out in front of me,at least I might get supper
from it...

and a tree won't flip me th bird for going around it!!!

and a bandit racoon,won't steal my 4 wheeler!!!

Nice Michael,this brings back some fond memories for me too.Nothing like
that feeling of ultimate freedom.Cutting through the air and darkness.A
total feeling like none other.Sadly I've retired riding though.Extremely
dangerous.I had a jet black 750 Nighthawk.I was nearly killed 5
yrs.back.This idiot blew through a stop sign.I initiated evasive
maneuvers and he must of missed be by 1-2 inch's.That did it for me;I
figured it ain't worth dying over as much as I loved it.I do miss riding
though Michael.Oh!Well,another page turns in life's
journey.Godspeed!Cybear.

GEL~ROTFLMAO.You are sooo funny.;)