Paula’s Prompts: Wednesday Words

On May 5, 2021, P.T. Wyant posted at a Wednesday Words prompt involving spicy food, an old bicycle, and a long nap.

This poem was the result…

Sleepy after consuming all that spicy food

I settle down to a long nap

Only to be disturbed by the rattling of an old bicycle

Turning the corner, accompanied by hooping and hollering

Intent on drawing as much attention as it can

No matter how reluctant we are to give it

I can hear the noise all the way in my bedroom

The death rattle of metal coming apart

The scream of the protesting pedals under crude laughter

Or are the pedals protesting at all? 

It’s been so long since I rode a bicycle

I still carry scars from the times I tried

Overlapping memories of the wind in my face

Enjoying the break as I coasted down a stretch

The noise from this bike rider keeps me from sleep

Something in his laughter makes my gorge rise

That spicy food isn’t nearly as good on the way up

How can anyone stand to listen to that rider?

The way his bike rattles as if it’s about to fall apart

Yes, I can hear its protests over the shouts

That bike makes me ache all over in sympathy

Reminding me that I’m still in one piece

Even if I’m not sure how long this will last

Better do what I can while I still can

While I’m still holding together, able to move

Move just a little closer to all I want to finish. 

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