Riding the Natchez Trace—Summer 2004
Shards of light cut through the trees.
Shadows melt into the black asphalt, two lanes wide and lonesome.
You and I roar at an unvarying pace, veering in and out Of the shards of light cut through the tree’s shadows.
Melt into the black asphalt--two lanes wide!
And lonesome you and I roar at an unvarying pace.
Veering in and out of the shards of light
That cut through the tree’s shadows melted.
Into the black asphalt, two lanes
Wide and lonesome.
You and I.
Roar at an unvarying pace.
In and out of the shards of light that cut through
The tree’s shadows melted into the black asphalt.
Two lanes, wide and lonesome, you and I.
Thanks so much for having a biker poetry page!
Attached is the poem that I wrote for my husband Jim Pickholtz. On October 14, 2007 Jim and I were riding our 2006 Harley Davidson Road Glide (one of the 3 bikes we own) on Hwy 61 in Sorrento, La. The Mayor of Sorrento La. pulled out of a private driveway from a local festival without stopping at the stop sign and violated our right of way. Within less than 5 seconds we crashed into the car. Jim took the impact and I was thrown some 70 feet over the car, landing in the neutral ground. Jim was thrown off to the left into the road and died on the ground. I was seriously injured and wasn't expected to make it. Nearly 9 months later, I'm still healing, taking care of the kids, and advocating for MAC Motorcycle Awareness Campaign.
This poem was read at his funeral and will be written on his gravestone.
Thank you for allowing me to submit it. It has never been published before. He carried a copy of this poem with him every day of his life with me in his work truck.
With deepest regards and in memory of my husband Jim I remain,