I pulled over to the roadside, Blue lights flashed behind me. I opened my saddle bag, fumbled, sought registration and insurance At the bottom my beneath my papers lays another bag, waterproof Holding pens, pencils, my journal. My addiction, my words. “What might that be?” the cop asked suspiciously, shining his light on the source [...]
A Great Year
I walked out of the bike shop and looked up to the sky I was out Christmas shopping As the snow began to fly. I slipped those last minute gifts into my saddlebag, lit her up and turned homeward down the town’s main drag. The roads were getting dicey as I road toward the barn [...]
When Bikers Come to Town
When Bikers Come To Town They turned right onto Main Street On that hot and dusty day. Thirty bikes with Thirty riders, Why’d they come here? Would they stay? “You’d better run and tell your mom lock the doors and shutter down. I’ve heard bad things can happen When bikers come to town.” I watched [...]
Roadkill Dave
The Legend of Roadkill Dave If you’ve done any riding out west Up near that great Divide You may well know How that snow can blow and ruin a biker’s ride. There was a legendary old rider, Who lived up there in a cave On his bike he would go, come rain, wind, or snow [...]
Hear the Thunder
Hear the Thunder As we prepared to mount our bikes, He asked, “Tell me why you ride. There’s nothing that you few can do For these soldiers who have died.” “You’re wrong” I answered back to him, ” Yes, they all have paid the toll, But we can help people remember When they hear the [...]
Pastor Bob and the C.M.A
Pastor Bob and the C.M.A.* On a sunny Sunday morning ride I stopped to adjust my load A group of bikers passed me by and roared on down the road. At the next town, a rest stop they were there when I pulled in One of the riders walked up to me I recognized that [...]
Bringing a Brother Home
Today, 08/14/07, the body of Sgt. Nick Gummersall was returned to Pocatello for burial. Sgt. Gummersall was killed in action in Iraq. He was twenty- three years old. Over one hundred bikes rode escort for the Sgt. and his family from the airport through town to the funeral home. People lined the roads and streets, holding [...]
Sexy Sally
Sexy Sally He strolled into the bar, real casual like, new black leathers from head to toe. His brand new, shiny, soft-tail bike, said more than we needed to know. From a stool he asked “Do you have Bombay Gin?” (Our bartenders nickname is “Beanie” on account of the of the skull plate the doctors [...]
Sensual Bathing
Sensual Bathing Cool spray soaks us both, I run the sponge softly along sensuous, graceful curves and hard, straight, lines, water beading on smooth skin. The droplets burst beneath my fingers and the white soapy suds overflow, gently rolling to the floor as I massage softly, first the front, then move to the rear and [...]
