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Rumbling Haiku

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Found this site by chance
Now I'm drawn to it each day
Like a moth to flames

Penned by Zombie Jim

*Penned by XIII aka Mike*
The Garage Wrenches in a row Battery Tender's green eye Watching as I pass		Countersteer Pushing the left bar Contrary to common sense Will point the bike left

Page Rider Cruising the atlas Planning the next adventure With a fingertip		Life Lovers come and go Fortunes are won and are lost Bikes are forever

Memories of Interstate 90 The dense morning mist Marking the river's curving Through fields of high corn		Saddlebag Blues The mirror reveals My clothing on the highway Loose buckle's revenge

Summer Adventure Lidless and laughing Bike carving through the Badlands Next stop, the Black Hills		Canyon Carving Leaned into the turns Scraping pegs throwing up sparks Pipes echoing loud

Pissed Off Friday the Thirteenth Ten thousand bikes in Dover I am stuck at work		Maybe Loud pipes do save lives Full face lids will break your neck The cheque's in the mail

Vacation's End Leaning 'gainst the wind Solitary thoughts unfurl One more tank to home		US 129 Deals Gap in late June The Tale of the Dragon calls My pipes answer back

Breathless Ahead on the road A deer unwelcomed dances Cutting off my breath		East of Aspen Independence Pass Twisting and turning upwards Teeth chattering cold

Simply Red Black ones are okay Yellow, green, or blue works too But RED bikes look best
*Penned by Tabasco*
Won this one Bike back in garage Dark clouds are rolling in fast Beat the rain this time		Better to check Jumped on my VS Thoughts of tire pressure loomed Checked - good thing I did

New Grips Razor slices grip Throttle cables now hooked up Kuryakins on		Garage Two bikes resting clean Winter days are sometimes warm Ready anytime

*Penned by Zombie Jim*
Decisions Two worlds conflicting I want to ride, need to work Riding won't pay bills		Decisions II Two worlds conflicting I want to ride, need to work Sometimes work can wait

Today's Ride Just got on and rode Headed East for the state line Ate then came back home		Reflect The ride frees your mind Remember those who are gone We ride in spirit

The South It's January Can't beilieve I'm still riding Man I love the south		The North It won't be long now Till the ice and snow all melts Then you'll have your ride

Night Ride The moon casts it's light My faint shadow rides along We cruise untill dawn		My bike Just me and my bike Going where we want to go Two friends travel on

Coffee Rarely drink coffee Mountain Dew is what I choose It's my gasoline		Morning chill Just a little frost The ride to work is chilly The afternoon waits

No Where Particular Two tires rolling on A single headlight burns bright Just follow the road		Slow Ride Soft green field rolls by Wafting scents uplift my mind Reminese of home

Ride On Sun shines aplenty In the morning we head out Ride untill it hurts		Polish Up Grab the polish rag Dirt doesn't bother me much Wife likes it to shine

*Penned by Queen of the Hill*
Deep Freeze Snow and ice hang low Two wheels sleep until the spring The frozen earth wakes		Winter Dust on the fenders Cobwebs on the handlebars Can't wait for April


*ScottWH*
Pacific Coast Highway (pt. 1) There are no windows As I ride along the coast Salt breeze on my face		6:30 a.m. Ride World is still asleep Bike cuts through crisp morning air So alone, alive

Momentary thought... My wife is pregnant, Will dust settle on my bike, When fatherhood happens?		Bitter work... How many spokes are there? Scrub, scour, never seems to end. Better to drink beer.

A good beginning... I hit the starter Engine roars back at me with grace The road is mine now		Going home Riding home last night Setting sun on the mountains Thought about my boys

These Haiku's Were Penned by Various Members of the Cafe

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