My kicks are muted —
leaves
falling into water and
how the gravel whisper
under wheels.
I say hello,
to those who walk their dogs;
it’s a habit —
bicycling to work,
part it’s pride of being fit,
part the pain of being wet.
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November 6, 2017
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The cadence of those last two lines is perfection.
This is so seasonal. Makes me long for a good steady rain bouncing off the roof.
There is a nice rhythm to your words.
I rather had a fun thought of your “kicks” or shoes being muted leaves.
I tend to talk to just about anyone I meet – not that I am fit,
I am just like the dog that will follow you around til you pet me.
we have a wonderful path to work that allows us to say communicate while commuting.
Well you know me (very well). So you know there’s only one way I can read “wet.” Do you really do that on your way to work? 🙂
🙂 sweat you mean
LOL
I’d better not reply beyond that. 🙂
You say you had difficulty with the word, but you managed a second poem! I salute you 🙂
I love ‘the gravel whisper
under wheels’ and it is so nice to start your working day saying hello to friendly dog walkers ;o)
Small pleasures. And smug is good, sometimes.
Love the sound of muted kicks.
I usually need good weather to get on my bicycle. In the rain it is walking with an umbrella (if not too windy).
I love walking and saying hello…but not when its wet and raining ~ Love the muted kicks ~
There seems to be a certain serenity in biking to work–a good preparation for the challenges of the day, no doubt.
oh the descriptions here. those closing lines are so good too
I love picturing you riding to work, our bicycle leaves turning through the sodden leaves….and perhaps some leaves stuck to the tires as you finally arrive 🙂
Yes, all those things.
Wet weather is no fun for cycling.
I especially love the quiet moments of this.
I envy anyone who can bike anywhere, wet or not. So, I shall bask in the moist glow.
Thankfully my days of cycling are over and that damp feeling of yet more miles to go!
Love the end.. part it’s pride of being fit,
part the pain of being wet… how lovely to be able to cycle to work! And how eco friendly!
Oh, i do luv the “whisper of gravel” the thought never crossed my mind before
Much💖love
In today’s world with no time to exercise its good to cycle and enjoy the life on the way.
I like the image of ‘muted kicks’ .. there is wistfulness here with reference to wet weather.. especially love; “how the gravel whisper under wheels.”💞 Beautifully penned.
I love the muted kicks, and that you cycle to work!
You create such a sense of place and purpose, even to the most mundane of daily repetitions.