Cycling At Night Poem by jkd jkd

taking my bike out
on a starry night
the midnight-blue old faithful
leaving my neighbors' habitations behind
the pretended coziness,
semi-inviting gleam of domestic pleasures.
orion, the moon, the big dipper,
so much more so to me.
thanking my long johns
and pearl jam in and around my head
i take a detour through the woods
the places i have known
in every season and at every time of day
are now more comforting than ever
making me forget
the conventions and inhibitions
of human company.
and i am reciting robert frost -
because it is cold and lonely and miraculous -
for me and the restless nightbirds:
'the woods are lonely, dark and deep
but i have promises to keep
and miles to go before i sleep
and miles to go before i sleep'
my voice loud and clear
against all odds.