The Mourning Ride
in blog on 01.11.2023

Terry Cycling featured me and my poem, The Mourning Ride, in their January newsletter. Click the link to read more.
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Here is the poem.
The Mourning Ride
Empty on the inside
While life was being lived all around me
Nothing felt like it fit
Including me
Words fell flat
Hugs didn’t land
Food had no taste
Life lost its flavor
My faith kept me upright
My bike helped me heal
The cadence
The pedals
The rhythm of my breath
The sounds of the gears
Miles of solitude
I let the tears fall from my heart
Exhaustion felt better than empty
The tears and the sweat
The crashes and the flats
The poems that started to come
The cracks in my heart that started to mend
The light was still there
The smiles started to come when I would see a dog
or a flock of geese
or a momma deer with her fawn
Without thought I pedaled
From my darkness to the light
Hundreds of rides
Thousands of miles
Gallons of tears
And then one day the tears stopped