For biker scribe Eddie ‘Sorez’ Pliska, poetry is as much about capturing his passion for the moto lifestyle and the raw energy of two-wheeled travel in prose, as it is about documenting determination in the face of the often-harsh struggles of life. He has had his fair share of both.
Here is Sorez's exclusive June piece, titled Couple Of Miles, a tribute to the two-wheelers that keep us moving forward in life, and a reminder to keep those parts in shape for the ride. Wrenching for the cause ...
Sorez, who has a new book of poetry out, graciously agreed to pen some inspiration for the NYC Motorcyclist community each month. You can read more about Sorez in a feature NYC Motorcyclist published in the spring of 2018.
Couple of Miles
Never stopped to smell the roses
Had no reason to slow things down
Could not see beyond the horizon
Always seemed to be sorrow bound
Then the bike broke down
On the side of a lonesome road
Gave me cause to break out tools
Start wrenching her back to health
With every single turn of the ratchet
Slip of the wrench, busted knuckles
Parts replaced from old to newer
Just the way it used to be
I’d forgotten that gas, grease and oil
A sweet perfume unto my senses
Body and clothes all covered in grime
Like way back when during good ol’ times
When sunshine chased away the darkness
And the wind it did call out my name
Running hard until parts fell off
Always happened in the fast lane
Then later on, on the side of road
Was not lost and I was not alone
Brotherhood thick right by my side ...
Then a busted knuckle brought me back
Right into this moment of time
Wrenching again on a rusty old bike
Only this time was different after the ride
A well deserved overhaul to a moto
That brought me through the storms of life
And deserves for a moment to shine
‘Cause in a couple of days when parts arrive
It’s back to the road, back to the rough life
At least she’ll look pretty, for a couple of miles ...