Biker Atmosphere Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

People and bikers from all walks of life are filling the
Hideaway here in Carefree, Arizona, listening to music
and riding through the desert.

Rhythms of rock and roll, western style flowing as the
sun starts to descend in the west, clouds already hiding
it under their blankets of misty formations.

Rays shining brightly upon us as we sit here at the grill
and bar, never drinking beer or any liquor because I don't
like it personally.

Writing and listening to the live band playing fast-paced
melodies that suit me perfectly in this biker atmosphere
of friendship.