Sometimes
I hold my arms out and coast,
pretending to fly.
Sometimes
I grab the handles
and … pedal hard.
Daniel Ausema has a background in experiential education and journalism and is now a stay-at-home dad. His fiction and poetry have appeared in dozens of publications, including Every Day Fiction, Nemonymous, MindFlights and Raven Electrick. He lives in Colorado.
Posted on January 4, 2009 in Poems
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January 4th, 2009 at 2:07 am
Nice. I like that sense of flying, and then coming back down to earth.
January 4th, 2009 at 2:19 am
Ride on.
January 4th, 2009 at 6:47 am
And the pessimist:
Sometimes
I just coast along,
certain nothing will come of the effort.
Cool beans, Daniel.
January 4th, 2009 at 12:36 pm
Very nice work, Daniel. Keep those legs going
January 4th, 2009 at 9:53 pm
Bravo!
January 5th, 2009 at 8:38 am
Very nice, Daniel! Sounds like me and my bike riding.
I can really identify.
January 5th, 2009 at 1:29 pm
Thanks for all the kind words! K. C., I love your addition to it