Freedom Bells

“Freedom lies in being bold.”
Robert Frost

 

Laced slim fast into skin tight midnight leathers
hearing the resonant call of the freedom bells
seduced by the beckon of the open road
she races two wheel’n into further
leaning tightly into curves
wind whipping her hair
her knees tucked
head down
flyin’

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rob kistner © 2022

Poetry at: dVerse

 


10 thoughts on “Freedom Bells”

  1. Something about the open road, hair flying, sure feels like freedom. It feels “bold”. And, yes, love the Frost quote. I very much regret my hubby’s bad knees preventing him from giving me a ride.

    1. Motorcycles were part of my life for 20 years, including me and my three best friends going for a 3-month cross country tour — from Ohio, to the West Coast, ending up in Arizona. Loved that raw sense of freedom. 😉

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