November 1, 2019 | NYC MotorcyclistFor 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.
by Sorez The Scribe
Echoes of memories from the past
Cannot interrupt the flow now
They can only serve to encourage
As Grumpy mounts his ol' 62 gray steel horse
And rides into November towards New York
Towards family and new memories to be made
That will hopefully far outweigh the old
Once wished upon the stars to be forgotten ones
A set out upon journey on an old Panhead
Great grandpa's old bike that dad still rides
That's maintained and kept alive for miles
If only to make that yearly traditional journey
Towards family and friends that not so long ago
Were once left on the side of a lonesome road
But now are a thousand miles journey towards.
A passion is lived and a tradition is honored
For a grandson who's dad never knew his father
Except through glass or passing moments in the wind
A child who's eyes sparkle when told
"Grandpa's coming to town on his Harley!"
A child who will sit on the floor by the fire immersed
Mesmerized by Grandpa Grumpy's songs and poetry
His thousand mile journeys, sharing his memories
Of pit stops along the way and valleys of sunshine
As the old bikers' son sits upon thanksgivings' couch
With his wife by his side, with tears in their eyes
Thankful that Grandpa, Grumpy, has finally come home.
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We are honored to have Sorez the Scribe join our team as a monthly contributor and hope his words add as much meaning to your lives as they do to ours.Rahoul Ghose - NYC Motorcyclist