Saturday, February 10, 2018

a person must heave with such big shoulders

                                                                                                    Author: Artaxerxes
Image: A Fascinating Red Big Harley (here)

Terza Rima -  interlocking three-line stanzas in
which the end rhyme in the second line provides
the rhyme for the first and third lines of the next,
ie  A-B-A, B-C-B, C-D-C

memories of those days still lingered on
when I chanced upon the red two-wheeler
never did I think one was still around

but there it was parked  beside the boulder
wonder who would want to own big machines
a person must heave with such big shoulders

how i loved it cruising with the young thing
lucky none riding pillion wihen I fell
those were the days of freedom of being

Marian's at Real Toad's  -  fuzzy little forms
the Terza Rima


  1. "Freedom .of being" indeed, for youngsters on those machines! You've recaptured it in detail

  2. Nicely done, Hank! You've brought back memories of riding pillion with the wind on my face!

  3. The freedom they can provide as a first and even when falling, can get back up and keep on a going.

  4. Beautifully done, Hank! I would love to ride that fantastic bike!

  5. So much more freedom once... now we have to care about so many things.

  6. Cruising with the young thing... where it's at. This is terrific and you make this difficult form look really easy, Hank.

  7. Thank goodness for those memories!
    Cruising gives a feeling of freedom that is unsurpassed.

  8. You describe a freedom my 17 year-old is trying to convince me i'm hiding your post from him! Well penned :)

  9. If I were young again... maybe. But, I do like the sound of all that freedom

  10. a red two wheeler ... and the freedom of youth. I rode a motorcycle ONCE - and if my dad had ever found out I'd have been grounded for life :)

  11. With big shoulders anything is possible Hank but alas as one gets older and shoulders get smaller and painful with arthitis then things become a little harder to do.

    Excellent read.

  12. Oh, I remember those days when my husband and I were out on our motorcycle. We were so free and somewhat reckless. :)