1947 Salsbury Super-Scooter Model 85.
Lane Motor Museum in Nashville, TN
What a thrill to find my FIRST Motor Scooter, pictured above!
It cost $225 new, I was age 14, had saved my money from
working on the farm, and playing barn dances. I loved that scooter.
I love my scooter today, a SUZUKI BERGMAN 650.
Nothing more pleasurable than an early morning ride in the country.
steveroni
Please, oh, let me be
As one who cannot see
Day from night,
Dark from light.
Just let me....
Be!
Right after sup
Put me on my bike
The place I like
Kickstand up!
Need coffee cup...
Oh, the steadiness
Oh, the headiness!
On with the light,
Roll into the night!
Neither fight nor fright
Can you not see
The air, nature
The free, Peeps?
Oh, please Oh Yesss,
Let me be.
To go away
No, not to stay
But to grab the arm
Of total stranger, and
Visit a farm, a manger
The steadiness...OH!
The headiness...OH!
Here, to linger
There, to stay,
Spend a night or two
As a tired peep
Rest and sleep
Dream and weep,
(not over loss)
Turn and toss
Awaken to a new and vibrant
Schedule, which is sent
Second-by-second,
Minute-on-minute,
For brain to scour
Hour-to-hour.
Please oh let me be
Allowed to roam free
Allowed to mime
This one last time
If none of the above you can see,
Then please, OH!--just let me be.....
As one who cannot see
Day from night,
Dark from light.
Just let me....
Be!
Right after sup
Put me on my bike
The place I like
Kickstand up!
Need coffee cup...
Oh, the steadiness
Oh, the headiness!
On with the light,
Roll into the night!
Neither fight nor fright
Can you not see
The air, nature
The free, Peeps?
Oh, please Oh Yesss,
Let me be.
To go away
No, not to stay
But to grab the arm
Of total stranger, and
Visit a farm, a manger
The steadiness...OH!
The headiness...OH!
Here, to linger
There, to stay,
Spend a night or two
As a tired peep
Rest and sleep
Dream and weep,
(not over loss)
Turn and toss
Awaken to a new and vibrant
Schedule, which is sent
Second-by-second,
Minute-on-minute,
For brain to scour
Hour-to-hour.
Please oh let me be
Allowed to roam free
Allowed to mime
This one last time
If none of the above you can see,
Then please, OH!--just let me be.....
Steveroni 1988
12 comments:
Oh I can feel the emotion running through this poem, the yearning, the desire and the longing for liberation and freedom, to drive all through the night and not know where you're going. Wonderful! :D
Drive wild Steveroni
drive wild... you need that hun...
Great prose you have there Steve and great post indeed...driving at various times has brought me great freedom, as has walking or jogging too!
much love and can I be on your blogroll again? *sniff*
Love
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Interesting to see the Suzuki. There are some ultra fast ones on the road today. I guess I still prefer Harleys.
That is one classy bike, Steve. Truly beautiful.
Keep the motor running!!
I love the freedom my scooter brings to me!
This is fantastic! Let me be me... :)
Glad you are back....
sleek scooter!
Lovely prose!
I feel that way when I am driving the back roads of NC with the sun roof open. It is wonderful.
♥namaste♥
P.S. You might want to quit mixing Red Bull with your morning joe... :-D
Stevarino...
I thought that your 1st bike was a 1901 Indian...Bought brand new!!
:P
I would imagine that would have been one very smexy scooter back in the day!
Loved your poem!
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