Times Past felt a few minutes ago....

Posted by MuskRat on May 25, 2011 at 12:19 PM

Times past, felt a minute ago....By Freebird914 (aka MuskRat)

As the wrench slowly turned he heard the creak of the bolt breaking from years of being tighten.

He knew he was on his way.

He stepped back and looked at the engine it had taken him this far and he couldn't let go of a good friend now.

The smell of gas, grease, and solvents filled the air.

Music in the background ...

That"s the song...

It reminded him of a time long ago...

As the memories flood back to the night

A cold sweat comes across his body

He was young again laughing and joking

You remember now

was it in Charleston?

So long ago..

SO many nights...

It started as most nights

meeting at the Bar

sharing a few drinks and laughs

The smoke filled room

the smoking area out back

but it was time to ride

The engines fired to life

Heading out

Running thru downtown

nothing happening here

Over the Cooper

Isle of Palms

Gentle Sea breeze

As we backed the bikes in

we all start to laugh

Though a short ride

The time well spent,  was worth it

This was the beginning of the end

Soon we would all be going our seperate ways

Some going home,  others making new homes

but for one  it would be the last night we spent together.

We never knew what would happen that night

Our fate was hidden but she waited for one of us

WE laughed and shared a few drinks

Sitting on the Deck the WindJammer

It felt like home some nights

other times it was a tourist trap.

Tonight it just felt right.

Looking out to the sea

we remembered

the silence was shared by a cigarette

as we stared at the waves breaking.

Laughter broke the silence

We all looked at each other and smiled

Life was good....

It was time to go

we all cranked the bikes

the breeze felt cool

the lights of the city shined bright

as we crossed the Cooper

How many times had we been under the Bridge

Sailing to the Sea

I saw it coming but it was to late

WE where going too fast in the turn

I watch as the rear tire

started to slide, and you tried to save it

I saw you try to turn the bars

trying to control

The brake light showed me you panic

I watch as you as a last ditch threw your foot down

The asphalt pulled you off as the bike slid out from under you

I watched

as I saw the force of the stop twist your body

as you tumbled toward  the guard rail

Brakes where on

our friends where turning around

Barley getting the kickstand down trying to get to you

I reached you and tried to speak

but tears filled my eyes

training was taking over

check for a pulse

breathing and bleeding

I held you looking

into your eyes

A deep breath

Blood coming from your mouth and nose

I saw the look and knew it was time.

I held you close till the Medics


but it was to late

and I cried...

The old man felt that night as if it was tonight.

He wiped a tear from his eye

and looked at the bike

It wasn't this bike but one like her

Sometimes the only relief

The old man feels is turn

A wrench and feeling the wind..


Categories: Poetry, Brotherhood, Road Stories

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