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He Sits Astride His Harley
by Gwen Dickerson
Thursday, February 10, 2005
Rated "G" by the Author.
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He sits astride his Harley
This six foot giant of a man
His lifestyle is raw and lusty
His adventures tall and grand

He rides hard and he rides fast
He's happy as can be
Living his life to the fullest
And riding wild and free

He sits astride his Harley
Muscled thighs embrace steel and chrome
Eyes blaze with excitement
He claims roadways as his own

A mighty vision in black leather
He rides from dawn to dawn
Enjoying life, more often than not
With a friend behind holding on

He's a true biker at heart
And he's happy as can be
Living his life to the fullest
And riding wild and free

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Reviewed by Felix Perry 3/10/2005
Ahhh the roar of a Harley... no other bike sounds like one or feels like one vibrating between your legs. I hope you were one of the friends holdin on.

Felix
Reviewed by Safi Abdi 3/2/2005
<He rides from dawn to dawn > love this line:) Great poem, Gwen!
Reviewed by Theresa Koch 2/17/2005
*`This reminds me of a dear friend who just passed on~
Awesome writing~`*
Reviewed by Vesna Vanessa 2/15/2005
..there's somethin about 'em aint there..yay!!

Great write...loved it!


Vesna :)
Reviewed by jude forese 2/14/2005
excelent poem! reminds me of days past ...
Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK 2/14/2005
Personally I Would Not be Caught Dead On Bike--But, I Have Many Friends & Acquiantances Who Ride Them_

I Watch Others On Freeways Race 80mph Between Lanes Cars & Trucks Yep, Some Kill (Committ Sucicide )Themselves Doing It!

Credit For Write!

TRASK
Reviewed by Leysa Lowery 2/14/2005
Love this. Married to a Harley man myself. Still gives me goosebumps!
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 2/12/2005
Well, I can't ride for the life of me but my brothers can. Thank you for this insightful offering. Love and peace. Regis
Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson 2/11/2005
love him love him love him
i mean i really enjoyed this poem
(heehee)
Reviewed by Nordette Adams 2/11/2005
Wonderful poem, great imagery and lovely rhyme scheme. I see it!
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 2/11/2005
Nothing wrong with riding - wild and free -
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) 2/11/2005
Bikes are toys for boys. I once read etched on a desk top at college...
Reviewed by Handsum Hart 2/11/2005
A real treat for all Harley owning men. One day I might get me one.
Nice work

Peace and starlight
Reviewed by Ronald Hull 2/10/2005
Captured well. You forgot, old before his time.

Ron
Reviewed by Kate Burnside 2/10/2005
Hmmm, have yet to enter my "black leather" phase but am working on it... guess I'll just have to ride pillion for a while to get used to the feel of it... but with a coool customer like the one you describe here, methinks it wouldn't take long to acquire a taste for the open road!! Makes me think Bruce Springsteen somehow... A wonderful, celebratory tribute to a vastly superior way to command the highways, Gwen! TY Kate xx
Reviewed by George Carroll 2/10/2005
All the bikers will love this delightful poem.
Reviewed by Joel Raja Kumar J 2/10/2005
My son loves to race in his bike to the horror of his mother:) :)

Love from India - Joel -
Reviewed by Kate Clifford 2/10/2005
Love the feeling of this write, and the freedom.
Reviewed by Dale Clark 2/10/2005
Very cool piece! ;) I enjoyed it.
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 2/10/2005
Insightful read!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by Eddie Arce 2/10/2005
An impressive insight regarding bikers.
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader) 2/10/2005
I saw today where a person that I know died while driving his Harley it was not an accident. I guess that makes the case for going to Hog heaven.
Reviewed by Sue Hess 2/10/2005
sounds like a man i could go for in my youth...damn its hard getting too old for the harley's, never mind the men who ride them
Reviewed by E T Waldron 2/10/2005
You captured the Harley man to a T! Great poem Gwen!
My ex used to be a harley man;-)
(but a no good one;-)

etw



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