Author Archives: Lin Bruce
Author Archives: Lin Bruce
While biking inside, I growl and groan,
“This is so BORING, I sigh and moan,”
Then I hear that nudge,
And I think “Oh, fudge!
I must step beyond my comfort zone!”
My bike ride turn’d into sightseeing.
With viewing that prompted wellbeing.
With colors intense,
On murals immense,
A true rush of Joy guaranteeing.
The problem that comes with high water,
It ceases to stay where it “ought-er.”
Beyond filling tanks,
It’s over the banks,
Requiring reports from flood-spotter.
Good start for my day is “bike-moving.”
It sorts out my mind so it’s grooving.
Add in that it’s fun,
And when I am done,
My outlook’s already improving!
When needing to make a decision,
Your mind provides you with a vision;
Of outcome that’s best.
You don’t know the rest!
Your guess is the closest precision.
Arrive home, and first thing is laundry.
If not done, it surely would haunt me.
Spread out on the rack
It shows I am back.
Completed without any quandary.
My third shift is Making Connection,
Beware of choosing this selection—
By reaching someone,
You may well have fun,
And likely results in affection!
Today my bike tripping is ending,
I’m grateful I’ve had the time spending,
Those miles on the road,
Creating an ode,
Of biking and friendship, all blending.
Some route-days are really hard biking.
The effort they take is quite striking.
Does that mean I”m done,
With biking for fun?
Of course not. It’s still to my liking!
When all things show up in your favor,
It’s easy to take in and savor,
Without saying “why,”
And why would you try?
Just soak up the day’s special “flavor.”
The day isn’t what you expected—
The time seems adversely affected.
Expanding your view,
Of what you could do,
Reveals things as “wisely selected.”
I wonder, what constitutes resting?
A wild type of fun and some jesting?
What do you think of,
When speaking with love?
Rest comes with the care you’re investing.