Friday, 6 May 2016

Personification

The Motorbike


It tittles as you go around berms.
The shrubs tickle its belly as I push them away.
The dirt trampolines off the suspension as I go over corrugations.
The wheels slide over the dirt as if it was ice.
It roars and rears, bucking it’s owner off.
Settling down, the rider carefully hops on and reves off.
Leaving the dirt behind they search for their next journey.

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