Bike Ride II
Bonnie Jean Jenkins

Wheels roll down concrete ribbon

Slip around curve, up over the curb

Engines rattle, tires squeal, brakes grind

Stink of exhaust

Suddenly through the gate

Brown earth, smell of green trees

Yuccas reach spines to sky

Blue, clouds skip across

Overhead crow caws

Bridge reflected in still water

In here, wind sounds through brush

Out there traffic noise

Left behind here in the city
 

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