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The obsession grows daily.
The nights linger on..
Life has no meaning
Now that you're Gone.
There is no more laughter.
No More sweet love songs.
The silence is deafening!
Now that you're Gone.
There is no escape
It's hard to be strong
Where are the Good Times?
Now that you're Gone.
Every Winter you leave me
Each season is Painfully long
Lets move to Daytona...
Then YOU will NEVER be Gone.
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If you have any Poetry or Prose laying around,
post it on your blog , then go tell them...here!!
See You Tomorrow....G
30 comments:
awww...maybe you can go sit on her in the garage every once in a while just to keep her warm and you sane...smiles.
G-man
"C'est la vie", a metaphor for life -- go where the grass is greener and it is sunshine all year long & your true love awaits for you.
smiles.
joanny
Awwww..
Want ride.
Bundle up and ride. Great tribute to your roving habit.
A sonnet for your superfine machine... there truly ain't no sunshine when she's gone... or when the weather is too inclement to ride.
Awww...
But she will be back with you and the breeze in the spring.
sorry you have to pack her up
Thanks for the One Shot
Moonie smiles
She sure is a beautiful...:-)
Oh Dear sounds like you need to pack yourself up and ship yourself & your wheels off to Queensland Australia!!
We are known as the sunshine state here & it's always warm enough to ride!!
But then again..there is that old saying... you know the one!! It goes like this : "Absence makes the heart grow fonder"
Those months in between rides must makes those months of re-acquaintance all the more enjoyable.
Great One Shot!
Where did SHE go???
I guess she is with Reese now...(???)
They do make warm, heavy coats, you know. You're tough enough to ride her in the winter.:)
Already longing for spring and the freedom and love of the road!
Mine is here. http://razzamadazzle.wordpress.com/2010/11/09/bully/
The hardest season of all for those who love the open road...my brother (who bikes) is falling into his autumn/winter funk as I type this.
Loved it, G-Man!
Nice ode to your baby, G-Man!
Wonderfully put!
certainity of the uncertainity
It ain't snowed yet old man. You got leather but do you have brass, now get n that beast and ride til the devil come.
Ah but she'll be waiting for you! ;)
I like this song! Bravo-
hee hee I want you to put it to music and sing
Sunshine is just around the corner, well not really but I like to think it is! Great One Shot! Love the rhythym of this one!
ha - thought you're talking about a woman...i feel the same with my street bike when i store it away for the winter...
A man was on his Harley in front of me on my way to work. Bundled but squeezing in every minute before the snow flies! And in Wisconsin that should be next week:) Nice one shot...
G-man, there's always room for you in California! Fun one shot!!
just add some leathers and saddle up for a ride or two more in the sunshine. You will look swell in your new scarf too. :)
So romantic, okay... *prawn from Muppets from Space*
I enjoyed it and you write nicely... thanks for sharing..
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Om Namah Shivaya
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yeah i am with you there...but i always miss from whence i came...great one shot...pete
sigh....it is a sad thing when it's too cold to ride...
Poor bike, all alone for the winter. You'll have to go visit her. Then again, Daytona doesn't sound like a bad idea.
Now, that is a true love poem. Perhaps you could find something new to have in common.
Is this why you said life sucks?
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