The Highwaywoman Poem by Lalithashree Ganesh
The Highwaywoman
The highwaywoman came riding
Riding, riding
Upon her black bike
From far, far, far away.
Across pothole-filled roads,
onto claustrophobic flyovers
and speedy freeways.
Pausing at signals
(cussing at buses)
Braking. At horizontal commuters.
And going. Beep, beep-
BEEEEEP
The highwaywoman comes riding
Riding, riding
Upon her trusty black bike.
No highway too difficult to surpass.
No road too smooth to skid upon.
The highwaywoman comes riding
Riding, riding
Now. Watch out.
For her speedy entails.
Beep. Beep.
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4/20/2024 2:17:37 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Woman riding and riding. busy, crossing over all barriers easily. she comes... watch out. very good poem.. thank you for writing that you are inspired by highway man of Alfred Noyes. t hat helped me to understand you much more. thank you. tony