Riding Up Great Hill Road
Riding up Great Hill Road The slope steepening Dropping the gears There new asphalt just laid I can feel its heat pass through me smell its freshness On a 54 degree day Will the tires sink Into it The tar stick to my rubber And metal as my bicycle wheels turn So I will have to clean my machine Once I get home All tired Twenty five miles out On a windy spring afternoon The road smooth accommodating soothing me with its heat . . . fading as I climb and slalom finish off the section reminding me of New Zealand its continually repaved highways so well done More hill to climb The brown van passing me Swinging into its driveway License GR8HILRD on the back Still more hill to climb Over the steepest section now There yet more incline ahead But I will make it To speed down the other side Of Great Hill At 25 miles per hour Accomplishing my task The post office four more miles distant Where I will glide to a stop Standing on one pedal To drop my bills in the slot And pick up my mail © 2012 Claude Mayers
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