A Ride at Dawn


Sunday morning traction

my soul skimming

over the front tire

nothing but a clear road

and the rising sun and

clarity with each breath

digging into each hill

warm beads of sweat

drop off my forehead

somewhere from above

and I catch myself smiling

knowing this is a start

of a beautiful day


(ed. – I am just back in from a sunrise ride through the sideroads of Lanark. I am reposting this poem, which was written a few years ago after a similar morning ride. And, it’s a poem that is printed in The Humm this month in a section featuring Mississippi Mills Bicycle Month activities. Check out the bike activities in Almonte through June at www.mmbm.ca)

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