tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3298367095616834252024-02-20T17:19:26.220-08:00Greenway PoetryThis is a series of conversation snippets collected daily from greenway chatter.greenway poetryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09201525069405146129noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329836709561683425.post-87863029586558061472010-04-12T17:43:00.000-07:002010-04-12T17:47:42.366-07:00Mom and Son on Bikes<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">your what hurts?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">You're gonna have to, </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">otherwise you're walking home.</span><br /></div>greenway poetryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09201525069405146129noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329836709561683425.post-47963575298880669172009-06-26T22:27:00.001-07:002009-06-26T22:32:27.982-07:00four bikers<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" >horses leave behind warm steaming piles<br />.......<br />speaking of love....</span><br /></div>greenway poetryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09201525069405146129noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329836709561683425.post-48312158933931416072009-06-26T22:24:00.000-07:002009-06-26T22:33:19.415-07:00two bikers<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" >I hope it's not spaghetti<br />.......<br />I found spaghetti in my shoe</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" > once</span><br /></div>greenway poetryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09201525069405146129noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329836709561683425.post-19865809693984388952009-06-15T20:46:00.000-07:002009-06-16T09:09:30.417-07:00two bikers<div style="text-align: center;"><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;">he sat there bitching<br /></span></p><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;">and the next day<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" >he did the same damn thing</span><br /></p></div>greenway poetryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09201525069405146129noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329836709561683425.post-28300333040141249402009-06-03T09:40:00.000-07:002009-06-03T09:42:53.861-07:00A Couple Walking<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br />"Ewe!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><br />It got away"</span><br /></span></span></div>greenway poetryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09201525069405146129noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329836709561683425.post-21155467612451045552009-06-01T18:51:00.000-07:002009-06-01T19:00:14.689-07:00Biking Past Motivational Speaker Talking to Soccer Team<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><p><br /></p><p style="font-family: lucida grande;">"I've been stabbed twice<br /></p></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"><p>I've been shot at twice"</p></span><br /></span></div>greenway poetryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09201525069405146129noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329836709561683425.post-8437473406392933362009-05-27T08:17:00.000-07:002009-05-27T08:31:30.793-07:00Two Bikers<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" >"I thought about laxatives</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" ><br />but I want to do it naturally."</span><br /></div>greenway poetryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09201525069405146129noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-329836709561683425.post-11221601621808844162009-05-26T18:47:00.000-07:002009-05-27T08:32:22.888-07:00Two Bikers<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >"It was a gradual attrition</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><br />I felt kinda lonely</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><br />On your left</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" >"</span><br /></div>greenway poetryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09201525069405146129noreply@blogger.com1