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The Boy on the Bicycle
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Beginning Poetry Class 2002-2003 The Boy on the Bicycle
He rode upon the wild fall wind
that swirled the leaves of muddy brown
and raked its chilly fingers through
his hair, which streamed in golden waves
and streaked the chalky muted sky.
Going downhill he peddled fast.
And nearly flying now, he did
not see the car before him stop
so suddenly. He tried to brake,
but flew so quick above the bike,
that as he rose he wondered at
The freedom of the flight that broke
his earthly ties. He came down with
a crash of twisted-angled limbs.
The people passing crowded near
and tried to help the fallen boy.
But already he traveled to
a place unknown to living men.
