The Beast

by Bill Turner   Apr 10, 2006


Spring blowing through my hair
Rumble flowing from beneath me
Riding the dragon without a care
Today I live and ride free

Wearing my armor with pride
Black steed between my legs
Thundering on that first ride
Feet planted on the flaming pegs

Fire breathing demon from the east
I may never tame your thundering heart
You will always be my chromed out beast
Rolling thunder each time we start

Pulling on the flaming grips
Your power carrying me away
Before us lay many wonderful trips
Yet we thunder beneath the sun today

A smile across my lined face
One more dream comes true
Feeling in my rightful place
Bury me with my bike when I am through

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  • 18 years ago

    by Natalie84

    Oh and YES....I LOVE the title!!!!!!!! Excellent choice!!!!!

  • 18 years ago

    by Natalie84

    OK don't ask me why but this reminded me of Shrek...LMAO I DID watch it last night so maybe that's why.

    I LOVE IT!!!!!!! Seeing men riding their bikes in the streets looking like they are carefree from the "real world" is one of the sexiest things to me...wind blowing in their hair...completely relaxed...wanna ride past my house some time?....LMAO

    I just frigin love it...AWESOME POEM!!!

  • 18 years ago

    by eric

    Hahaha thats awsome 5/5 :D good job love the second stanza

  • 18 years ago

    by PS

    Amazing. fills me with childhood memories cuz i dont ride a bike too often. amazing. i love the dragon imagery. nice job!

  • 18 years ago

    by Simon Hayes

    Superb! My friend, you've conveyed your wild times incredibly well. I enjoyed the read. Kinda made me want to be there :)

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