Ramble in the Moonlight

Ten thousand strong we move

              forward in the moonlight 

at midnight darkness wiping our faces

beginning as one but soon becoming

              individual drops of rain pouring

rolling through deserted streets

             through forgotten history

memory matters little in the here and now

             of August heat 

             August midnight 

moonlight pooling through spoked  wheels

we cast no shadows

             only the wind we create

             ourselves whispering

             whispering

The annual Moonlight Ramble bicycle ride was held last night, or this morning, to be more precise. Each year about 10,000 cyclists gather at midnight on a Sturday in August to ride a 7-mile or 14-mile route.

Photograph: Moonlight Ramble 2009 by Tour De Moose.

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One Response to Ramble in the Moonlight

  1. nance marie says:

    disappearing into dawn mist

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