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National Poetry Month April 3

Bicycle

 

Shadows

Circles

Rolling large

On grey pavement

 

My own shadow

Stretching beyond

My bicycle

 

Pulsing

With each

Circle move

Of the pedals

I am riding through orange

Allowing myself to be covered with

Sunlight

Not long for this world

 

While dust settles on the fields

Where I just was

And always may be

Dust and sunlight settling

Over faint shadows

With their eye

Ever on the ball

 

And shadows

Circles

Rolling large

Carry something

Like dreaming

Like wishing

Like memory

Somewhere

To where I am

Where I may ever be

Keeping my eye on the ball

Following through

Following the dust and sunlight

In

Circles

Shadows

Rolling on.

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