poetry

Bikes in a Tree

What do you see?
Bikes in a tree.
Bikes in a tree?
How can that be?

Susie and Mike
Each rode their bike
Along the dike —
But they should have hiked

Well, they rode along
Singing a song
But the ride was too long
Was that last turn wrong?

When they veered to the right
They went up, up — what height!
What a beautiful sight!
What a terrible fright!

The road suddenly ended
And they misapprehended
Though the view had been splendid
Now they were suspended

“Can’t we get the bikes down?”
Miss Susie did frown.
Mike looked around
“Maybe someone in town?”

Now there they are stuck
Such terrible luck!
To be so far amok!
(Though slightly awestruck)

Bikes in a tree!
Oh my! Oh me!
I’m sure you’ll agree —
’tis something to see


The photo at the top was the What Do You See prompt for this week. The kitschy poem just happened.

24 thoughts on “Bikes in a Tree

  1. The picture reminds of one I have seen of goats in a tree. I used to have goats and it’s easier to imagine them getting up in a tree than it is to picture the riders getting up there.

    1. How do you think they got there? I really have no good explanation — unless someone climbed a tree, put them there, and then when anyone asked why, could say, “To make people ask questions.”

  2. This would be something to see! It also sounds like an amazing children’s book….I can imagine the fun illustrations to accompany the rhyme. πŸ’žπŸ’žπŸ’ž

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