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• AmericanBikerPoet replied to a topic in the forum Biker Chat:

  November 3, 2011

  Memories - A poem

  Memories As I sit here and think of the past 34 years When I rode on my 1st Harley and drank so many beers All the memories flood in like a river overflowing I still ride today, I am forever growing Each year I'm alive and think...  more Memories As I sit here and think of the past 34 years When I rode on my 1st Harley and drank so many beers All the memories flood in like a river overflowing I still ride today, I am forever growing Each year I'm alive and think of the past The memories abound, I hope they will last Some good, Some bad, Some Happy, Some sad I am thankful for this life and all that I've had So I'll ride each day, and look forward to tomorrow Life is too short to be living in sorrow Ride Safe and Live Long is the motto I preach Go out and explore, its all within reach Hold the Memories close and don't let them slip away The memories we make, we make every day When it comes for my time to die, and I leave for that big open road in the sky Remember the fun and things that were said, and remember the memories, and I'll never be dead Ride safe and Live long American Hellcat  less
• AmericanBikerPoet replied to a topic in the forum Biker Chat:

  November 3, 2011

  A Common Bond - Past and Present

  Cowboy and Biker American Biker Poet Cowboy and Biker A long, dusty road Dismounted respective saddles In an effort to unload “Where ya headin’?” says Cowboy Biker gave a stare “Wherever my kickstand sets to...  moreCowboy and Biker American Biker Poet Cowboy and Biker A long, dusty road Dismounted respective saddles In an effort to unload “Where ya headin’?” says Cowboy Biker gave a stare “Wherever my kickstand sets to rest That’s when I know I’m there” Both men spoke of rides long past Of those yet still beyond Of horse, horse power, helmet and hat A handshake being their bond How lives resigned to freedom’s fight Accept all consequences How those forsaking freedom’s blood Accept a life of fences Biker pulled out a well-worn flask Two swigs were left, at most Told the Cowboy, “One’s for you I propose we drink a toast” “Here’s to the ladies, pure as day Who tried to steer us right Here’s to those who made it hard The ladies of the night” “Here’s to bein’ right with God Learnin’ from mistakes To fixin’ all the wrong ya can Doin’ what it...    less
• AmericanBikerPoet posted a topic in the forum Biker Chat:

  November 2, 2011

  A Common Bond - Past and Present

  Cowboy and Biker American Biker Poet Cowboy and Biker A long, dusty road Dismounted respective saddles In an effort to unload “Where ya headin’?” says Cowboy Biker gave a stare “Wherever my kickstand sets to...  moreCowboy and Biker American Biker Poet Cowboy and Biker A long, dusty road Dismounted respective saddles In an effort to unload “Where ya headin’?” says Cowboy Biker gave a stare “Wherever my kickstand sets to rest That’s when I know I’m there” Both men spoke of rides long past Of those yet still beyond Of horse, horse power, helmet and hat A handshake being their bond How lives resigned to freedom’s fight Accept all consequences How those forsaking freedom’s blood Accept a life of fences Biker pulled out a well-worn flask Two swigs were left, at most Told the Cowboy, “One’s for you I propose we drink a toast” “Here’s to the ladies, pure as day Who tried to steer us right Here’s to those who made it hard The ladies of the night” “Here’s to bein’ right with God Learnin’ from mistakes To fixin’ all the wrong ya can Doin’ what it...    less
• AmericanBikerPoet replied to a topic in the forum New Members:

  October 30, 2011

  Hello all from the West Coast - USA

   Hello All, My name is Laurence P Scerri, (Larry), and my kickstand currently rests in Oregon. What's kept me occupied recently has been the publishing of my forthcoming first hardcover book, Asphalt Range.  Within the reader will...  more Hello All, My name is Laurence P Scerri, (Larry), and my kickstand currently rests in Oregon. What's kept me occupied recently has been the publishing of my forthcoming first hardcover book, Asphalt Range.  Within the reader will find over 100 original throttle to pen poems as well as personal commentary harvested from thirty plus years of riding and writing. Included within each purchase are two audio CD's of all material, recorded by yours truly. Woven within the fabric of this leather clad literature is a unique collection of road reflection, set to rhyme, shifting through every gear of the reader's emotions, culminating into what will surely become saddle bag favorites.  Whether or not the reader has ever straddled a saddle, graybeard to grand kid, a literal ride awaits, in the wind, atop a steel steed, upon an Asphalt Range. Thank you for your time and consideration, Larry www.AsphaltRange.com www.AsphaltRange.com    less
• AmericanBikerPoet replied to a topic in the forum New Members:

  October 29, 2011

  Hello all from the West Coast - USA

   Hello All, My name is Laurence P Scerri, (Larry), and my kickstand currently rests in Oregon. What's kept me occupied recently has been the publishing of my forthcoming first hardcover book, Asphalt Range.  Within the reader will...  more Hello All, My name is Laurence P Scerri, (Larry), and my kickstand currently rests in Oregon. What's kept me occupied recently has been the publishing of my forthcoming first hardcover book, Asphalt Range.  Within the reader will find over 100 original throttle to pen poems as well as personal commentary harvested from thirty plus years of riding and writing. Included within each purchase are two audio CD's of all material, recorded by yours truly. Woven within the fabric of this leather clad literature is a unique collection of road reflection, set to rhyme, shifting through every gear of the reader's emotions, culminating into what will surely become saddle bag favorites.  Whether or not the reader has ever straddled a saddle, graybeard to grand kid, a literal ride awaits, in the wind, atop a steel steed, upon an Asphalt Range. Thank you for your time and consideration, Larry www.AsphaltRange.com www.AsphaltRange.com    less
• AmericanBikerPoet posted a topic in the forum New Members:

  October 29, 2011

  Hello all from the West Coast - USA

   Hello All, My name is Laurence P Scerri, (Larry), and my kickstand currently rests in Oregon. What's kept me occupied recently has been the publishing of my forthcoming first hardcover book, Asphalt Range.  Within the reader will...  more Hello All, My name is Laurence P Scerri, (Larry), and my kickstand currently rests in Oregon. What's kept me occupied recently has been the publishing of my forthcoming first hardcover book, Asphalt Range.  Within the reader will find over 100 original throttle to pen poems as well as personal commentary harvested from thirty plus years of riding and writing. Included within each purchase are two audio CD's of all material, recorded by yours truly. Woven within the fabric of this leather clad literature is a unique collection of road reflection, set to rhyme, shifting through every gear of the reader's emotions, culminating into what will surely become saddle bag favorites.  Whether or not the reader has ever straddled a saddle, graybeard to grand kid, a literal ride awaits, in the wind, atop a steel steed, upon an Asphalt Range. Thank you for your time and consideration, Larry www.AsphaltRange.com www.AsphaltRange.com    less
• AmericanBikerPoet replied to a topic in the forum Biker Chat:

  October 27, 2011

  For all of us....

  We Are American Biker Poet We are that hellion kid on a tricycle Forging a bond within the wind The graybeard veteran that came back home Who never quite fit in We are the rogues and rebels, sinners and saints Worst nightmares and dreams come...  moreWe Are American Biker Poet We are that hellion kid on a tricycle Forging a bond within the wind The graybeard veteran that came back home Who never quite fit in We are the rogues and rebels, sinners and saints Worst nightmares and dreams come true The jealousy and envy you feel each day The freedom not afforded you We are that loner packing a bedroll Whose destiny is to ever roam Each state representing one more room In his American home We are the group along the roadside Whom you revere and revile The weekend escape from your nine to five When you’re clad in Biker Style We are that long ribbon of tinsel As far as the eye can see Clogging the arteries of your city To lay a gift ‘neath a hospital tree We are genuine American Bikers Never resigned to be out of sight Know that we shall never back down Nor fade quietly into the night www.AsphaltRange.com  less