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Geezer
Geezer
Dec 11, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Riding High...

Crazy dreams, they seemed so sane

Not one was out of whack

They came to me unbidden

Whilst I lay here on my back

I felt your presence, saw you there

You were undressed the way I like

I had you close behind me... nude too

On the back of my new bike

We rode the twisting highway

Looked at the sunrise and sat for sunset too

Took pictures of clothed people

Taking their pictures of me and you

The wind whistled like a wolf

As down the road we rode

A child in all her innocence,said...

"Scuse me , but ain't you kinda cold?"

"Nah," I said, as I raced the engine

And the heat from it, warmed my thighs

Your hands were in a place, for modesty

Her mom took a look, and sighed

Our ride took a few twists and turns

But... it seemed all alright

Nothing strange had happened

On a dreamy ride, last night

　

　

　

　

　

— Geezer, Dec 11, 2009

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Region, Country: New York State - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Poe, Emily Dickenson, Robert Frost, Shakespeare, and many of the poets here at Neopoet.

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Seren

Seren

16 years 6 months ago

Dear Gee

Omg Naked bike riding ... this is priceless Gee and I loved your ride with your wife lol ... brilliantly done my friend yours at least makes sense hahaha love you huni well done love and hugs Jayne x x x btw I loved the pictures being taken ;) nod
Geezer

Geezer

16 years 6 months ago

Yeah, got some...

Good exposure! LOL Thought you might like this one. You tend to like the stuff like that. I still think about the preacher's pants hanging stranded on the light pole. LMAO Wonder why he wasn't in them? Get some sleep, maybe have some nice dreams, about riding naked in Snake's new car! I'm gonna go take a nap myself, I have to work tonight ~ Higger bugs and lotta love, ~Gee
Seren

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

LMAO Geee … the preacher

LMAO Geee ... the preacher has to take his pants off to wash them lol or sleep and stuff ... now you got me thinking about monks and their cassocks, oh god shut up Jayne lol wanna know something funny I got the first full nights sleep last night in months I am half human today ... lol I am still giggling at riding in snakes new car naked, can u imagine if the cops pulled us up ,.... I dont want to try and explain that ... oh officer my friend in America went riding naked IN A POEM hahaha god they would lock me in the nuthouse and throw away the key ... lmfao love you Sir gee your always good for a giggle my friend love and hugs Jayne x x
Geezer

Geezer

16 years 5 months ago

Oh...Of course...

How silly of me. Yes, he does have to take them off to sleep, wash, and stuff. Monks and cassocks huh? So very, very, glad to hear you got some good sleep. The cops would probably have a good laugh, and say well, that serves you right for having a crazy friend in America. Sir Gee strikes another blow for giggles in an all too serious world! Love and hugs, back to you. ~ Sir Gee
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Kob

16 years 6 months ago

Riding high...

Like it, then again I write rhyming poems as well, some with a dash of humour, it's good to laugh. Ah but to have your imagination...I wish I could dream like that, superb. Took me back to a younger me who not only drempt, but went for the ' hands on' experience...those were the days. Just as well I've got a good memory ! Hah...but I digress. Thanks for lifting my spirits, sincerely, Kob
Geezer

Geezer

16 years 5 months ago

Riding high...

Rhyming poetry is my first love. I do other stuff, but nothing really seems to do it for me like rhyming. You sound like you are about the same age as me. I am sixty-one. Do you have terminal Peter Pan Syndrome too? Never going to grow up, 'till I die! I never worry about wether or not anything I write sounds crazy or strange. That way I get really good stuff. Poetry doesn't worry about green skies, little elephants or naked bike riders. Glad to have lifted your spirits, and thank you for your comments. Looking forward to reading some of your work. Sincerely, ~ Geezer
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Lightman Georg…

16 years 6 months ago

Hay GEEZ

This is a good one my friend. There is nothing better then riding free in the wind. It kind of fits in with my Bikers Creed poem. So just remember how can such a rush be such a sin in the wind in the wind!!! The Lightman George Garrett Anastasia.
Geezer

Geezer

16 years 5 months ago

Hey Lightman...

Thank you for the comments. You are right, there is nothing better than getting in the wind. I wonder, did you ever find out about that other site? I tried, but I couldn't even access the site. It wouldn't let me in. Anyways there isn't any better site than Neopoet. Have to go see if you have written anything new. ~ Geezer
Geezer

Geezer

16 years 5 months ago

Riding high...

So very glad to hear from you. I appreciate you taking time to read once. Thank you so much. Yes, there is a certain amount of darkness to it, isn't there? Hope you and yours are all well, and have a wonderful hoilday season. ~ Gee
Breakinglogic

Breakinglogic

16 years 5 months ago

Hey geezer

Sex sells, and bikes, well, go along just fine. Great write. Quite entertaining :) surely sane, peace and cheers logic
Geezer

Geezer

16 years 5 months ago

Thanks...

Just a fun thing to put up. I need the chuckles I get, to offset anotherwise dreary night. ~ Geezer