More bingo fills
In an effort not to snow you all with a bunch of poems, I'm limiting myself to posting four a day. Don't worry, they will all get posted, I'm just trying to spread them out a bit. I have also gone back and added links to the forms I used in my poems so far, and will be doing so in all the future ones I post. Today's first fill is a Catena Ronda for the "hiking/biking a long trail" square on the Public Activities Card for Fresh Starts Bingo Fest.
Pedaling Along
a Catena Ronda
The pedals go round and round
as I bike along the trail.
In the sky I spot a quail;
the pedals go round and round.
As I bike along the trail
the trees flash past at speed,
pushing limits the challenge I need,
as I bike along the trail.
The trees flash past at speed,
but now I slow to breathe before
I increase my efforts once more,
the trees flash past at speed.
But now I slow to breathe before
I miss the joys of the forest as
I push my body to give all it has.
But now I slow to breathe before
I miss the joys of the forest as
the pedals go round and round.
It's time to head back to town,
I miss the joys of the forest as
the pedals go round and round.
As I bike along the trail,
in the sky I spot a quail;
the pedals go round and round.
Pedaling Along
a Catena Ronda
The pedals go round and round
as I bike along the trail.
In the sky I spot a quail;
the pedals go round and round.
As I bike along the trail
the trees flash past at speed,
pushing limits the challenge I need,
as I bike along the trail.
The trees flash past at speed,
but now I slow to breathe before
I increase my efforts once more,
the trees flash past at speed.
But now I slow to breathe before
I miss the joys of the forest as
I push my body to give all it has.
But now I slow to breathe before
I miss the joys of the forest as
the pedals go round and round.
It's time to head back to town,
I miss the joys of the forest as
the pedals go round and round.
As I bike along the trail,
in the sky I spot a quail;
the pedals go round and round.