On the Road

On the road again
freedom from a life’s labour
sweet wind on the face
motorbike roars with relish
tearing along with no care

My first attempt at writing a Tanka poem.

That’s me on the back bike. It’s such a wonderful meditative experience being on the bike. You are your only companion, and have to be completely mindful at all times.


2 thoughts on “On the Road

    • Gnomzee says:

      Just like riding a horse! I used to own horses. Bikes are easier though. You only feed them when you use them, they don’t go to the toilet, and they don’t shy at silly things on the side of the road.

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