Down the Road Apiece

 

This morning I assess my waist,

appreciative of my regular road bike haste

 

My shape appearing dandy and fine,

at 75 I'm surprised it's mine

 

Can stay on roller skis longer than long,

accompanying myself with some funky sort of song

 

I take to the road without further ado,

repaying hi to me with a hello to you

 

In fact, aren't we all very much alike,

whether we choose roller skis or a mountain bike?

 

One and all, we're hitting it down the road,

looking out for any crossing snake or toad

 

Exercise is the capitalized name of the game,

climbing, running, biking or skiing all the same

 

The body is a motion machine,

so train it naturally muscular and lean

 

to return back home, all endorphin rich,

it'll give your poetry a fabulous hitch!

 

You'll get ideas never known to exist,

exciting phrases rising out of the mist,

 

some of which you even might publish here,

so training is a tip for foe and for dear

 

Yes, the body is supposed to earn its keep

moving and straining before a good night's sleep

 

 





Poetry by Ingvar Loco Nordin The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2024-05-28 at 09:22

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Sound advice from a fit old bard,
Who slothful folks will disregard.
2024-05-28