Harley Chronicles



It's a low rumbling, V-twin, Harley song;
Beckoning my name at the crack of dawn.

As the V-twin pistons roll,
Begging the question,
“For whom does our low rumble toll?”

It’s speaks to me on my pathos side,
Calling me out, “it’s time to ride.”


The Eastern sky is turning light,
While the Western is still bathed in the cool of night.

The taillights are lit up red and the handlebars are smooth,
That Harley song’s lyric is a simple, “it’s time to cruise.”

I zip up my Harley Owner’s Group coat and take in a deep breath.
My heartbeat matches the rumble, and my body is feeling at rest.




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