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 Sorez's exclusive three-year anniversary November piece, titled Graybeard Hand Me Down, about the glory of those perfect, soul-filling rides … the ones behind you and the ones still to come.
Sorez, a contributing writer for Outlaw Biker Magazine who also has a popular book of poetry out, graciously pens 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.
GREYBEARD HAND ME DOWN
Ink flows to and from the road
Thoughts pondered throttling forward
Past left behind upon paper to remind
Just in case this graybeard tends to forget
Which I already now have a tendency to do
That the road can be open and inviting
Not just filled with the chaos of daze
Knees in the breeze and without any cares
Those are moments never to be forgotten
Days riding that come few and far between
When there are no cagers in sight at all
Out on the highway wide open throttle
Like it used to be in the way back when
Sometimes happens today in the wind
Moments on the road riding content
A rare gem of a treasure captured
When two wheels are spinning free
On down the road towards eternity
In no hurry to get to that kinda place
Enjoying the journey, towards destination.