Tag: Loop
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Last Thurday In August – Tucson Loop
Last Thursday In August – Tucson Loop Rode out under aMarbled skyAnd no breezesBlowing byOnly that createdBy myPumping feet and thighs Mountains east and westSeated in vailing mistWhile in the westThe Three SistersPeaks over theTucson basin’sBeautiful desert viewsAnd barrio sprawlsBackdrop to August’sLast Thursday morningLoop ride –LE – 8/28/25
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Tucson Loop – Last Tuesday In August
Tucson Loop – Last Tuesday In August The air was heavy and warmThe sky went throughThree distinct changesFrom the beginningTo the end First, it was a lowGray ceilingRandom drops ofSky-spittle hittingMy bare skin Not many ridersThis late in the morningI expected moreSaw a fewRoadrunners outDoing their chores A few hawks wereFlying lowTrolling the riverbedSaw one…
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Late August Sunday Morning Ride
Late August Sunday Morning Ride The 7:am airVery warm and dryWhite paintbrush dabsIn the northern skyLike waves-crestsOn a tranquil blueSea Long morning shadowsCast across our pathA strobelight effectDisorienting in its aspectDodging skinksSlow to react Saw a hawkI thinkToo far awayTo be sureCertainly lookedLike a hawkishLanding on thatDead tree branchAs it surveyedThe riverbedBelow Lots of bikers…
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Another Loop Morning
Another Tucson Loop Morning Another bright Sum…Sum…Summertime-blues skyA light headwind riding southOn the interminable incline But Nice tailwind and comfortableDecline heading back north The southern mountainsSilhouetted in misty blueWhile the Three Sisters peaksStand stark in the morning sunOff in the near western view Not much in the way ofFauna todayA couple of Prairie dogsThe rest…
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The Tucson Loop – August
The Tucson Loop On The Second Sunday Morning In August The air is stillHot and dryThe sky is mottledWith china-whiteAnd light touches ofPayne’s grayOverheadLight strokes ofWhite in the westMostly gray inThe eastern skyLike it might rainBut I doubt it A few joggers andWalkers strollingThe lanesNot many bikes yet A lone CoyoteStanding statuesqueIn the dry riverbedEyes…
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Summer Morning Ride
Summer Morning Ride Heading over to the Tucson Loop pathUnder a heavily marbled skyThe morning sun castsLong dark shadowsThat we glide through The stagnant ocean of airIs already hot and dryThe only breezeGenerated by mySpinning pedals A gaggle of RoadrunnersIntercept usPeriodically along the wayAlong with skinksSkink-skanking the path ahead A few morning dovesDart off the…
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The Last Morning Ride Of July 2025
The Last Morning Ride Of July 2025 Pristine summer morningSky-domeA few tiny cloud-wispsOver the eastern peaksSome dappled shadeFrom Mesquite andPalo verde as weStreak throughThe barriosLike the tortoiseIn that fabled race More debris inThe dry riverbedLeft by recededMonsoon floodwatersOr just maybeThe same ol’Litter bugs Crossed the new bridgeBetween Grant andEl CaminoThen headed homeSouth into a lightHeadwind…
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Late July Morning Ride
Late July Morning Ride Blindingly bright morning skyClear, but for a few wispsOver the northern peaks Pale yellow butterfliesFlit among the amarilloBrittlebush blossomsBlooming for the umpteenthTime this seasonTuesday’s monsoon watersPooled underThe Congress Street bridge A new bridge spans theBrush-clogged, homeless andTrash strewn drySanta Cruz riverbed While a lone hawkSurveys his riverbedHunting ground from aHigh bridge…
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Not Every Day Is A Good Day
Not Every Day Is A Good Day Not every ride is a good rideWoke up this morning feelingNot quite myself, butOn the less-than side Pumped up the rear tireObviously needed airRight front was a little softBut seemed hard enough As we rode out this humid mornAnd a couple of oversized skinksSkanked the path aheadMy stomach…
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Morning Ride Meditation
Morning Ride Meditation Riding the Tucson LoopA meditative experience Am present in the sunshineThe only breeze generatedBy my pedalingOn this still morning The sky canvas isWashed blue withSemi-dry China white’n’grayishBrush strokesHere and there inThe southern sky The ring of mountainsAround the Tucson basinRendered sharp and clearTheir occasional crenelationsGiving the impression ofWalled fortifications Skinks and RoadrunnersContinually crisscrossing…
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