Riding through the morning traffic
first commute, new destination
Rode bonius on the roadway
As the early morning sunlight
Overtopped the eastern mountains
Bonuis saw a little owl
On the side of the roadway
Bonius stopped his rolling cycle
and looked to see the little owl.
sat along the icy pavement.
“Little owl, you should not be here”
Said Bonius in to the owl
“Soccer moms will run you over”
With their dreadful mini-vans.
Bonius rolled his cycle closer
to the place owl was sitting
owl looked up, unafraid.
Did not ask bone for his name
As is custom for the owls.
Bonius worried owl was injured
because he did not fly away.
planned to take the owl with him
Owl could ride upon his shoulder
Bone would be like Harry Potter
With an owl for a friend
Bone reached down toward the ground
Yellow eyes full of wisdom
Stared into foolish eyes of red
Sky took owl without a sound
To the safety of a branch
Happily bone pedaled onward
Got to work way too early.
And with extra time to kill
he sat down and wrote this story.
Today: 16 miles
March: 18.5 miles
2007: 117.5 miles
Nice Story!
My friend you are quite
crazy with your haiku skill.
I like the story.
blogging in poems
One must choose words carefully
not hasty blather
Definitely not hasty blather – well done.
The owl so wise and fair
who makes many a flight
may have observed the one so rare
he may have had him in his sight
The Turtle King he may have seen
in his many passings
or had knowledge of his being
through his brethrens rantings
have patience readers
The Lay of the Mad Logger
masterpiece to come