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...
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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...
Woke Up to the Dread of the World
Wishing all breezes could sing me comforting rhymes Still furled up in the bed thread Wishing to be swirled up by some kind of dancing chimes Only silence lurked No birds chirped No...
Pedaling Through Portals
Through the blood circulation coursing through my being Through the wind causing tears of admiration to run down my eyes Through the echoes of my heartbeat resounding in my head The images...
Cycling, for Me
My days are dull, repetitive, and monotonous—the same task and the same "reward" out. I get tired from working, giving my all to a corporation, for which I...
Life is a Bike
"Go find your high. I already found mine."Imade Omo I've never been the type to take risks. I’ve always played it safe. As a matter of fact, I never...
The Only One
What is the sound I cannot hear? The sound, not ringing in my ear. Wow! What is the beauty I see? The beauty that is all around me. What is this breeze...
Two Wheels Are More Than Four
After I received my degree, I knew that I didn’t want to work full time — at least not yet. So, I looked to join a travel program...
Ups and Downs: Cycling Through Major Depression
“It had only been a few months, but the discipline and focus required by cycling translated into better control of my emotional life.”Priscilla Owusu "You can't ride a...
As I Cycle Along the Way
As I cycle along the way, with my fist clenched and my breathing getting faster I try to concentrate on the road ahead of me, clearing my thoughts from all problems. ...