When Harleys were Harleys

Oh yeah,
Here it comes.
The sound of thunder.

If they turn my head, it's only
Because I used to ride a Harley.

There they are,
Aloof, and looking cool
In designer leather and sunglasses.
What do they think of themselves?
I read an article about the growing trend of
" The New Women Bikers"
Oh yeah, she's on a Harley
(Lookalike)
No trick there...

Vrooom...Vrooom...

Remember the day?
Motorcycles sometimes failed.
Headlights illuminated the roadside fix
With wire, a wrench, bloody knuckles and beer.
Push it 3 miles to a gas station or phone booth or

The back of a buddy's pick up truck

But bikes don't break now,
And boys and girls all have cell phones .
Our Motorcycle has been tamed.
Are they all electric start??
Where's the chain?
This crew makes me laugh!!

The modern motorcycle is just an appliance now,

Like a refridgerator.
This generation wouldn't anymore know

How to fix their bikes than
Fix their flat screen TV

Or expresso machine .

Quote from "American Beauty"

"My name is Lester Burnham...
This is my neighborhood;
this is my street;
this is my life....
I am 42 years old;
in less than a year I will be dead.
Of course I don't know that yet,
and in a way,
I am dead already."
Lester Burnham: [narrating]
"Both my wife and daughter think I'm this gigantic loser
and
they're right,
I have lost something.
I'm not exactly sure what it is
but I know I didn't always feel this...
sedated.
But you know what?
It's never too late to get it back."

Twenty More Adventures

When I was young,
and quitting the second job I ever had,
I thought how grand it was to be 19 years old
and have so many adventures still ahead of me.

I needed to get moving quickly, though,
because even if I saved my money
and managed to go
on at least one grand adventure every year,
I'd only be able to go on 50 or 60 adventures
before I had to put it away.

I'm over 50 years old now
and have long since lost track of the adventurous boy
who left town with his girlfriend
in a hand painted Volkswagen Beetle
toward Canada,Colorado, and parts unknown.

But today I was thinking,
though I might have to redefine what I call an "adventure"
As I count the years I hope are left
I want to think
That it may not be too late".