To the Girl On the Back of a Bike

Chip Tolson has kindly let me post the first of a group of hisgirl and boy on bicycle poems

TO THE GIRL ON THE BACK OF A BIKE

Her chauffeur took her past
On the bracket of his bike
Which he weaved through the cars
Waiting for the lights.

She sat upon the bracket
With a side-saddled seat
As the cobbles whipped past
Beneath her stockinged feet.

She seemed so unperturbed
By the hurry and the smell,
By the clatter of a tram
And the clanging of its bell.

Through the traffic and the crush
They disappeared from sight
As he pedalled with the rush
Away into the night.

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4 thoughts on “To the Girl On the Back of a Bike

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  2. This reminds me of being in Amsterdam. I’ve had many side saddle rides like this. The cobbled streets and trams, makes me thing that’s where it’s set.
    I love the cobbles whipping past and her stockinged feet and the fleeting moment of it all.

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    • Yes, it was many years ago in Amsterdam. I was a national serviceman stationed in Germany on a 48 hour pass sitting drinking a beer in apavement cafe on Rembrantsplein. The poem almost composed itself as she went by.

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  3. Lovely observation of a single, simple moment. I love the anonymity of the girl and her stockinged feet; her trust in her ‘chauffeur’ and his knight-errant task of conveying her so dashingly through the traffic.

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