Monday, August 13, 2012

Morning Lines #23- Bike in a Tree


Bike in a Tree

By ME

A house full of children
All of them wanting to ride
Ten-Speeds, two wheelers,
Trikes, lounging on the front lawn.

Where did you leave your bike?
A blank face, grimy with forest dirt, thoughtful,
Did he have the bike when they
Came out of the trail?

The next day it rained,
And the next, the whole family
Went to the beach,
The bike forgotten against the tree.

At first the tree felt the weight 
As an irritation.
As days turned to years the branch
enveloped the red seat
Making a cradle to support the intruder.

The tree reached upward and 
By default the bike was elevated as well.
Front wheel turning slightly right,
Ready to ride into the south wind.

Decades later, 
Wondering eyes looked to see how it was done.
Why did the tree accept this burden?
Why had the bicycle stayed it's ground.
Who was the boy, now a grandfather,
Who abandoned his way around town?



2 comments:

  1. AH! This is super cool. and weird. Love how the tree kept on living and just took the bike with it. What strength.

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  2. That is just so very cool!!!! I absolutely love it.

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