Donal Mahoney


Over And Out - Poem by Donal Mahoney

Harley turned 70
the other day
and died

riding his motorcycle
through a pink dawn,
an old Suzuki

not a Harley.
He hit a fireplug
and soared,

a missile shot
over the handlebars.
He never made a sound

landed in
a rose garden
but never knew it.

Heart attack
while airborne,
never felt the thorns.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 13, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, April 14, 2014


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