Brother of the Wind & the Pen
For biker scribe Eddie ‘Sorez’ Pliska, poetry is as much about capturing his passion for the moto lifestyle and the raw energy of two-wheeled travel in prose, as it is about documenting determination in the face of the often-harsh struggles of life. He has had his fair share of both.
Here is February's exclusive piece, titled Bonnie ... an ode to a chopped and rebuilt '69 Triumph Bonneville.
Sorez has graciously agreed to pen some inspiration for the NYC Motorcyclist community each month. You can read more about Sorez in a feature NYC Motorcyclist published in the spring of 2018.
Years of riding solo
Hardtail to the bone
I had gotten used to it
It did not bother me at all
Drowned out the sounds of chaos
With the throttle and drag pipes
Rolling thunder in the wind
On a rat old solo chop
Some would say she'd seen some miles
When I rebuilt her and hit the road
But I promised the ol’ gal
That I would not kiss and tell
Miles were rode until the ride smoothed out
Springer in the wind
Held on through a few near misses
Cruising in top gear
She brought me back in to the wind
That loving bucket of rust
She took me then on down the road
But now she’s my long lost love
Note ... the image is a vectorized illustration from a photo of Sorez's actual bike.
That’s sweet. Reminds me of my ol' '69 T120R.
Just wanted to mention that because of the February feature, 'Bonnie' was located in Pahrump, Nevada (about 62 miles west of Las Vegas). It went back to being a basket case.