Be Brave
I deserve the sadness, don’t I? Because I can’t pick myself up I can’t just go and do it Like a scared, little pup My dreams are not big I just want to ride...
mindfulness
Wind
The caress of the sun against my face The hum of birds chirping and leaves blowing The scent of still-damp soil from the rain that poured the previous...
The Hills From Which I Look Down
hills forming in the horizon leaving cityscapes hidden behind unkept grass and cows sheltering from the burning sun these hills are not for weary legs the hills are forming in your...
Helmet Head
Third Place: Summer 2020 Writing Contest I was in disbelief as I listened to my sister's words over the phone that August day: "Julie's mom died last night....
How to Ride a Bike
Second Place: Summer 2020 Writing Contest It was on a bike that I learned the lay of Ketchikan, Alaska, from the most intimate perspective. At 5:00 in the morning, I was the only...
Ride with My Love
Ride with my love on a journey, and have a taste of wild adventure Ride with me on my lovely bicycle, strong and eager to journey all around Hold me...
Your Bicycle
And I remember how warm your hands were when, too cold by my fears, you made me shiver You had this calm, yet thrilling, personality that always cooled me...
Not Merely a Cycle
Years ago, you came into my life As a Christmas gift from my mom. When I fell, so you fell no one can understand the pain of my wounds better than you, darling. Keeping...
My Journey to Peace
Enough is enough, I stand tall All that is up, call for a fall How they smile, do they have it all A smile is a must, for duty’s call is...
My Friend
Two wheels of my cycle Are like my best friend, which help me to take a step to achieve my goals. Two pedals are the encouragement of a true friend, to put in...