A boy told me
if he roller-skated fast enough
his loneliness couldn't catch up to him,
the best reason I ever heard
for trying to be a champion.
What I wonder tonight
pedaling hard down King William Street
is if it translates to bicycles.
A victory! To leave your loneliness
panting behind you on some street corner
while you float free into a cloud of sudden azaleas,
pink petals that have never felt loneliness,
no matter how slowly they fell.
'pink petals that have never felt loneliness, no matter how slowly they fell. '... is so beautiful. A nice poem indeed.
A victory! To leave your loneliness.....A beautiful poem is amazingly shared.
A victory! To leave your loneliness panting behind you on some street corner../// a beautiful poem shared
A boy told me if he roller-skated fast enough his loneliness couldn't catch up to him, Love these lines.
this is a nice example of how to turn a personal vignette into a charming poem. -gk
Trying to be a Champion! ! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem imbued with a meaningful message. Yes, to leave loneliness is a victory.