24 October 2011

Stop. Hey, what's that sound?


8 miles in Folsom
Monday, October 24th

I felt like a bike ride, but not much of a ride. So I wandered around Folsom, letting circumstance and coffee guide me.

And today, for some reason, I was listening more than looking.


Autumn leaves whisper
Bullfrog braking, drive chain sings
Acorn fireworks

Sharrows bump and thump
Squeaking rumble bridge crossing
Happy children play

Oh, balderdash. This is more my speed

The girl on the trike declined to go hike
choosing rather to roll on her bike.
She plowed through some leaves
with unholy glee
avoiding the dam and the dike

That's enough of that.

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