Haiku received

Haiku received

HAIKU RECEIVED AS OF AUGUST 25, 2018

A huge thank you to everyone who has sent us their haiku poetry! We will keep adding to this page as we receive new poems.
NOTE: Poems are arranged alphabetically by FIRST NAME. 
In August we will select about 100 to stencil along the Bikeway in Arlington, Lexington and Bedford using a temporary chalk based paint which should last 2-3 months and then disappear.  We hope to have all the poems in place by mid-September, in time for the big celebration of the 25th Anniversary of the Minuteman Bikeway with live music and other activities on Saturday, September 29, 2018.

A

Feel the wind rush past
the wind rushes past my face
on the Minuteman
– A.H., age 7, Lexington Library

Woman whizzes past
“Look, look, look!” she says.  I turn
Ducklings all look back
– A.J. Lexington Library

Bikepath in summer

Birds chirp and mullberries bloom
Flowers grow brightly
    – Aadya, 12 years old, Hogwarts (!)


It is really great
A lovely place to be in
Wind breezing by me
– Aarin M., Lexington Library


On my bike again
Off to enjoy the lovely
Green tunnel.  I go!
    – Abby Hafer, Bedford

Turtles large and small
Sunning themselves and swimming.
I pause and watch them.
    – Abby Hafer, Bedford


Birds sing, chipmunks run,
I walk, we walk, we all walk,
Through the Minuteman!
    – Aditi Subramanian, age 8, Stratton Elementary School, Arlington

Nature's gift to us,
Is what we take for granted,
Let us treasure it !
    – Aditi Subramanian, age 8, Stratton Elementary School, Arlington

It is where we walk,
Talk and ride our bicycles,
Its the Minuteman!!
    – Aditi Subramanian, age 8, Stratton Elementary School, Arlington


APRIL
The leaves have arrived
like unfolded secrets:
chartreuse and blood.
– Adriana Grant, Somerville

CYCLE
Legs in unison,
walking slow, walking fast; how 
you move parallel.
– Adriana Grant, Somerville


Scissoring thighs, huff-
ing lungs. Each inhalation
the exhale of trees.
– Adriana Grant, Somerville


Under August sun
green elm liberates one leaf
of fluttering gold
– Aileen Maroney, Arlington


Black-Capped Chickadee,
Chirping, lovely, in treetops,
Oh, you make me smile.
    – Alexa Boyes


dappled sunlight streams
through generations' old woods
on the Minuteman
– Alexandra B

Unrestricted, free
I bike with my family
and make memories
– Alexandra B

May to December
offer rides to remember
Spring into Autumn
– Alexandra B


Bike chains click away

squeaky wheels, too, won’t stop us:
pedal fast toward peace.
    – Alexandra Kesick, Arlington

Birds stuffed in gold nests
eyes wide like worlds we’ve not seen
mouths unhinged to eat.
    – Alexandra Kesick, Arlington

Asphalt beneath us
what we create and let go
a train for a path.
    – Alexandra Kesick, Arlington


Stenciled words line path
Butterflies, fastened to fence
Art of the bike way
– Aliza, Arlington, age 15, Arlington High School

Soft sun rays shine through
canopies of lush flora
Dancing shadows form
– Aliza, Arlington, age 15, Arlington High School

Seven fifteen sun,
soft as the bike path leads us
to Kickstand Café
– Aliza, Arlington, age 15, Arlington High School

A leaf falls slowly
floating, twirling, a dancer
Peacefully, it lands
– Aliza, Arlington, age 15, Arlington High School

Why did the chicken
cross the bike path? Why? To get
to the other side
– Aliza, Arlington, age 15, Arlington High School


The wind in my hair
The trees surrounding us
Spy Pond is sparkling
    – Alyssa


Trailblazers pedal
new pathways into old roads
history unfolds.
– Amos Don, Boston

What laughter; Trains scratch
on common path of journeys
where the bikes now roll.
– Amos Don, Boston

What once scratched and rattled this path ago

Sound pedal complete with smiles that still last
Journeys that honor the present and past.
    – Amos Don, Boston


Bright sweaters on trees
Kept us all warm last winter
But the seasons change
– Amy Goldstein


Wet asphalt gleaming
Sunshine, headlamp, streetlamp, moon
Bikeway never sleeps
– Andrea Nicolay, Arlington


Summer’s coming yes!
Juice from watermelon yum
This summer is great!
    – Andrew, 9 years old, Hardy Elementary School


A certain terror
laces a baby's crying
who needs to be changed.
– Andrew Bergeron, Arlington

The bikes are coming
forward backward right and left
Close your eyes and pray
    – Andrew Bergeron, Arlington


A still and calm pond,
A wonder of the Bike Path,
The unnoticed tree.
    – Andy Xu


On this path you ride
It’s Arlington, not Tour de France,
Be kind, be patient.
– Anette Bauer, Arlington


Roosters on the path
Pecking at the dirt for what?
Rather eat ice cream!
– Anket, Age 10, Cambridge


Silver leaf, fallen
trash, the roar of far traffic,
Green tunnel beckons.
– Anne Ellinger, Arlington

Ancient woman sits
watching the bikers zip by – this
her daily delight.
– Anne Ellinger, Arlington


Garden of light where
fat slugs lie and prey upon
ephemeral wings.
– Anne-Marie Delaunay-Danizio, Waltham

Something as light as
a thread of silk can hold a
flying bird captive
– Anne-Marie Delaunay-Danizio, Waltham

The sun's everywhere
the earth wrapped in a net of
burning tentacles
– Anne-Marie Delaunay-Danizio, Waltham


Frowning faces fuss
about the endless rains
worms and slugs rejoice
– Annie Hewitt, Arlington Public Library


I like the bike path

There are no cars going fast
I shall not die yet
   – Anya, age 14, Ottoson middle school


Afternoon outing

Pedals, wheels, spinning until —
we reach the playground
    — Ashley Dickson, Arlington

Bikes, scooters, strollers,
rollerblades, and skateboards. Or —
just my own two feet.
    — Ashley Dickson, Arlington

Sounds of ringing bells
tell me cyclists want to pass —
proper etiquette
    — Ashley Dickson, Arlington


A river that flows

As bicyclists cut upstream
Lifeblood to our towns
    – Ashley Freeman, Medford



Anonymous

Sunset on Spy Pond
Castles and turrets of clouds
World of light-water
    – Anonymous


Alone on this path
serenity surrounds me
until ON YOUR LEFT
– Anonymous, Arlington Public Library

Strides from a year ago
Heavy air, closer water
One of many gone
– Anonymous, Arlington Public Library

Away from harsh sounds
Chipmunk darts noiselessly by
Wheels hum their rhythm
– Anonymous, Arlington Public Library

Blue sky framed by green
Muffled sounds of day’s beginning
Breathe free; never stop
– Anonymous, Arlington Public Library

Alone on this path
Serenity surrounds me
until ON YOUR LEFT
– Anonymous, Arlington Public Library


They say you are flat
I know otherwise
Lex is Everest
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

No!  Please don’t hit me
I am just walking here.  Fast.
Go your way in peace
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Look ahead of you
You will see bikes fly by
Colors spin through town
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Meadow mist sunrise
Cozy trees, still pond, Alewife
Arrive so alive
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Lots of people bike
Many trees surround the path
Lots of fun with friends!
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Sun and rain on face
I ride my bike in this place
Pedal til heart’s content
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

We like to see things
Like horses and ponds and baby ducks
And the bike path cracks
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Loop around my house
On the road and bike trail
Talking and laughing
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Riding home from work
Summer rains in Great Meadow
Feeling warm and wet
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Bike Bike Bike Bike Bike
Bicycle Bike Bicycle
Bike Bike Bike Bike Bike
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

I cross the bike path
Going briefly in a direction different
from everyone else
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Long path meanders
shiny autumn leaves glow
cyclist slips, falls!
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Nature and history
Come together uniquely
here and affect me
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Squirrel up ahead
My dog, lunging, pulls my arm
out of its socket
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

My hair through the breeze
Finally my mind at ease
Oh, what lovely trees!
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Recumbent riders
wave while passing each other
briefly together
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

The bikepath is nice
You can ride your bike on it
better than this poem
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Deep shade of summer
Metal insects flashing by
Then once more stillness
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

A cold drink from Kick-
Stand launches my journey in-
ward along the still path
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Taking a long walk
to the duck pond here we go
on a sunny day
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Path behind my house
Commuters whiz by at dawn
Snippets of talk heard
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

A trail with trees
Leaves and wooden, wide borders
a nice trail to bike
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Whether work or fun
Take a ride along the path
And relive our past!
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Sun, breeze, quiet day
The ride to Bedford depot
No poison ivy
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Bright all day and night
We all love to walk and bike
It was a long fight
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Minuteman bikepath
This is bad haiku about….
Minuteman bikepath
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Low tide two o’clock
A carpet of seashells lead
To a newfound land
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Yesterday we saw
Alligators and a snake
In the pond (pretend!)
– Anonymous, Lexington Library

Minuteman Bikeway
I’ve never been here, have you?
Today I will do
– Anonymous, Lexington Library



B

Reach deep and reach far,
Savor questions not answers:
Walk with companions.
– Barbara Ruskin, Watertown

Sudden silence breaks...
Were the birds telling secrets?
Their relief; my joy.
– Barbara Ruskin, Watertown

Maybe it's hiding?
Yes, the past is never passed.
See a boulder. Push.
– Barbara Ruskin, Watertown

More than all the stars
In all the skies in all worlds,
Love shatters distance.
– Barbara Ruskin, Watertown


As I ride this path

My bike travels so smoothly
Smiles, nods I go
– Barbara Schuster, once Arlington, now Lexington


Leaves dance, people laugh
Whispering with bright secrets
Through lush caopies.
– Becky Donner, Somerville

Dappled sunshine flits
through dancing leaves, shivering,
anticipating
– Becky Donner, Somerville


Long slog from Alewife
Bikeway peaks in Lexington
Cruise downhill from there
– Ben Littauer, Bedford


Age-old twisted tree,
Dear Philamon and Baucis,
Do you still serve tea?
– Bertram Baldwin, Waltham

Yes, we still serve tea,
If you squeeze into this tree,
Herbal, green or black?
– Bertram Baldwin, Waltham

The serrated edge
Of snow along the bike path,
Threat'ning to encroach...
– Bertram Baldwin, Waltham


small child in tutu
pedaling furiously
tiny spurt of joy
    – Beth Kress

moccasins once tread
this old path I walk today
filled with life and goals
    – Beth Kress

parents instruct kids
in different languages
how to ride a bike
    – Beth Kress

we hurtle through space
and splintered streaks of time
moving towards the light
    – Beth Kress

swept along by gusts
at one with moving cosmos
we pedal towards light
    – Beth Kress

body symphony
multiple moving pieces
all in harmony
    – Beth Kress


my lovely commute
through leafy birdsong tunnel
I arrive refreshed
– Beth Kun, Arlington

I amble bravely
against a crush of cyclists
thankful for my shell
– Beth Kun, Arlington

I recline my head
In a field of green splendor
Bird poops in my eye!
– Beth Kun, Arlington


Pedals crank.  Gears shift. 
Breezes on my face feel green.
They taste like freedom. 
– Betsy Bowman, raised in Arlington, lives in Somerville

“ON YOUR LEFT!” they shout. 
My eyes roll.  “Come on guys.  It’s
not the Tour de France.”
– Betsy Bowman, raised in Arlington, lives in Somerville

Bikes, Spy Pond baseball,
Hop the fence to MediMart. 
My bike path childhood.
– Betsy Bowman, raised in Arlington, lives in Somerville


Such a quiet place

To walk with your grand children
Watching nature bloom
    – Betty L, Arlington


Transported by bike:
my friend's cremated remains,
sheet music, sweet corn.
– Betty Trembly, Arlington

Sharp-eyed hawk on fence
Ignored my approaching bike,
Pounced on squeaking mouse
– Betty Trembly, Arlington


TYPICAL RUN
Pumping uphill hard
to Lexington, gliding back
to Menotomy.
– Bob Sprague, Arlington

PATH THROUGH NATURE
Thoreau railed against
tracks over which cyclists now
ride embraced by leaves.
– Bob Sprague, Arlington


biking west from home
will I go to Lexington?
Or why not Concord?!
– Bob Zager, Cambridge


Invisible rails
Beneath asphalt remember
Their faded glory
– Brett Tomlinson, Arlington

Beneath brooding skies,
joggers flee the falling rain,
but the rabbits stay.
– Brett Tomlinson, Arlington

Today we will walk.
Going to the dog park, yes!
Today I will run!
– Brett Tomlinson, Arlington


Java cup Java
Clears my head – makes me happy
I get out of bed
– Brian Randon, South Boston


Crisp air, tang of soil,
my bicycle slices through
crunchy clouds of leaves
Bryce Flint-Somerville, Arlington


the tap dance on path
grounds me with earth
happen to You?…maybe
– bzm, Lexington

the enticing spinning wheel
draw near the affirming draft - careful
closeness can kill
– bzm, Lexington

 




C


pedal    rhythm   gear
shift      regain steady cadence
at one with my bike
– C.C. Carlsen, Winchester


On her ride today,
a minutewoman calls out:
"Let's go! Follow me!"
– Caitlin Thornbrugh, Jamaica Plain

Braids beneath helmets
whip in the hot summer winds
her two wheels fly north
– Caitlin Thornbrugh, Jamaica Plain

Front light set to dim,
coasts along the ghost train path
she's headed back home
– Caitlin Thornbrugh, Jamaica Plain



Late summer sorrow—
Trees on the edge of turning,
A colder meadow
– Cammy Thomas, Lexington

Horse in a pasture
Back already to the wind,
Waiting for thunder.
– Cammy Thomas, Lexington

Sandy bottom pond,
Silky water, very deep,
Sinking in Walden.
– Cammy Thomas, Lexington

Hot day, no breeze stirs
Except the tops of the trees,
Like my mind changing.
– Cammy Thomas, Lexington

Red snake on the path,
Stiff and straight as if long dead,
Curved when I touched it.
– Cammy Thomas, Lexington


Biking and walking,

Your feet transport you into
A greener future.
– Carol Chamberlain, Arlington

As I walk, the ghosts
of trains past join me on the
now smooth path. I smile.
– Carol Chamberlain, Arlington


Clean air and quiet.
Past lush trees, fervent flowers
Biking, I feel peace.
    – Carolyn Boettner, Arlington


asphalt, oh asphalt
hugging my wheels while I ride
from here to there, home
– Carri Hulet

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Ride your bike quickly
And smell the roses slowly
Have a nice journey

快踩腳踏車

慢賞玫瑰花

旅程多愉快

    – Catherine Wang

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Sunset heron flies
Stirs sparkling stars bounce on the
Mirror-like Spy Pond

日落白鶴飛

星星落滿湖

蕩漾破明鏡


    – Catherine Wang

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Waist-length golden hair
Disguised princess flying by
Fairytale biker
– Cathie Desjardins, Arlington

Across the calm pond
Speedy duck makes a calm vee
Unseen feet churning
– Cathie Desjardins, Arlington

Hard to get going
then mini-bike picks up speed
Mom yelling STOP STOP
– Cathie Desjardins, Arlington

Slow stroll in soft clothes
Older couple holdig hands
Go around, fast bikes!
– Cathie Desjardins, Arlington

After thunderstorms
Sunset holy picture rays
Shine down on washed world
– Cathie Desjardins, Arlington

Small girl, big helmet
Smiling Grandma trails behind
shiny new scooter
– Cathie Desjardins, Arlington


Don't come here at night.

The bunnies might clobber you
With small furry paws.
- Cathy Garabedian


The skinned-knees are free,
like the boys’ spirits when the
training wheels come off
– Chris Wendell, Bedford (Inspired by a treehouse located not far from the Depot in Bedford)

a red blur aloft
streaks homeward chirping, chiding
the red crawl below
– Chris Wendell, Bedford (inspired by 128)

the revolving path
is thin space for minutemen
yore, now, and to be.
– Chris Wendell, Bedford (inspired by Lexington Center)

“Spying the Pond”
A city mirage?
Vast sparkling oasis awaits
No Swimming Allowed
    – Christopher Ellinger, Arlington


Walking the bikepath
Restoring us to wellness
Soothing hearts and minds
    – Claire Odom, Arlington


Riding at top speed
While reading haiku - Oh my!
I'd better watch out!
    – Clifton Lin, Arlington


People walk and run
Everybody plays fun games
Come and play with me
    – Connor, age 7, Hardy Elementary, Arlington


Twenty-five great years
Bikeway geared to persevere
Happy Birthday, Cheers!
– Corinne Doud, Bedford

Gliding on my bike
Cool breeze caresses my face
Exhilarating!
– Corinne Doud, Bedford

On your left, move right
Passing by you, it looks tight
Hope we don’t unite
– Corinne Doud, Bedford



D

whether sun, rain, snow
bikeway is always constant
people move along
– D. Brooks, Concord MA


A chipmunk darts out

I miss him by a sliver
Rodent redemption
    – Dan Leonard, Arlington


BICYCLE BALLET
Round paths, pedals push
Inertia: curve of motion
Wind-on-knuckles-free
    – Dana Layne Edmunds

Marching, galloping,
patriots on pavement to
soaring cycle sounds
    – Dana Layne Edmunds

Slice through thick woodland
paths that wind and dip and dive
while spinning wheels glide
    – Dana Layne Edmunds


Sharp-eyed at path’s edge
The old woman plucks the trash
Blooming in the mud
    – Danielle Descoteaux


Pedal in the sun
Coffee at Kickstand Café
Quickly home to chores
– David, Lexington, MA


Walking my bad dog
he lunges at passing bikes
I wish he didn't
    – Deb Rourke, Lexington


Sea of golden leaves
Shimmering in autumn dawn.
I dive in and swim.
- Deb Wachenheim. Arlington


We walk, run, bike, skate.
We're so lucky to have it.
Minuteman Bikeway.
– Debby Pheasant. Arlington

Under leafy trees
Skateboards zoom past strolling Sikhs.
That is special, yes?
– Debby Pheasant. Arlington


Small wobbly bikers

meandering left and right
they learn - we smile
    – Deborah Savage

Air molecules are
swirling twirling in my wake
helpless to stop me
    – Deborah Savage


Birds, chipmunks, squirrels
Greeting me along the trail
As I walk on by
– Devina Escamilla, Hanscom AFB

Bright, colorful leaves
Dancing lightly on the trail
Making it alive
– Devina Escamilla, Hanscom AFB

Peaceful nature walks
Absorbing the sun, the breeze
Leaving cares behind
– Devina Escamilla, Hanscom AFB


Seeking perfection,
We ignore this flawed Eden,
The beauty of now.
– Don Cohen, Lexington


The great bike path has,
lots of fun and love and sun.
I don't want to leave.
    – Duncan Maloney, Lexington, age 12, William Diamond Middle School



E

Midnight walk. Seeking.
Cats home sleeping next to Dad.
Listen...still no owl.
E.C.M., Cambridge


Glorious Dragon

Setting Sun's Clouds Vanish in
Twilight's Sliver Moon
    – Elizabeth Rocco, Arlington


Riding alone yet
Joined by this river of black
We ride free - as one
– Ellen Finnie, Arlington


Golden shaft of sun

lights a lush tunnel for bikes
as green leaves blur by
    – Ellen Vliet Cohen, Arlington

Mornings on the path
old friends share joys and sorrows
step by step through life
    – Ellen Vliet Cohen, Arlington

You, your dog and I
watch swans on green pond guard young
with fierce love, like yours.
    – Ellen Vliet Cohen, Arlington


Keep steady cadence.
Your body is the motor.
Shift as needed. Go!
– Ellen Schön, Newton

Roll along. Breathe in.
Scan ahead. Breathe out. Look up!
Enjoy beauty here.
– Ellen Schön, Newton

Time is speeding by.
Let’s try to catch it! This path
will show us the way.
– Ellen Schön, Newton


pedal, no pain yet
foot then sizzles as it sets
now, a benched eye drinks
– Em, Arlington

green dome, golden pools
feathered choir trills holy notes
what cathedral, this?
– Em, Arlington


Holding pen above paper

Waiting for a bird song
To move my hand
– Emile Tobenfeld, Arlington

Tranquility by the pond
Interrupted by
The ice cream truck
– Emile Tobenfeld, Arlington


Saturday morning's
revolutionary ride
before soccer games
– Emily Kathan, Arlington

spandex-clad riders
with mischievous sunshine
calling "on your left"
– Emily Kathan, Arlington


Twilight lovers sit

In a spot they’ll remember
Grass hears their whispers
– Emily Randall, Arlington

“On your left” I yell
Frantic silver spinning spokes
Late for work again
– Emily Randall, Arlington


Two wheel commuting.
Round rubber rolls through stressors.
Healing and transport.
– Emily Thomas, Belmont

Cute unicycle
rider complimented my
sexy Cannondale
– Emily Thomas, Belmont

Snapping turtles. Not
befriending me. Looking for
local bread feeders.
– Emily Thomas, Belmont


Hear the angels' trumpets!
The sky: the color of love;
bird's sing. Wedded bliss.
Emmanuela, Arlington, MA

Look! Majestic skies
Blue, green, lavender hues dance
Spy Pond cinema
Emmanuela, Arlington, MA

Tree limbs bend to sip
the dimpled summer water.
Serenity's bliss.
Emmanuela, Arlington, MA


People walk and roll
Nature stillness all around
Bikeway unites all
– Eric Baatz, Arlington

Path recedes ahead
My eyes, ears, and mind open
to serenity
– Eric Baatz, Arlington

Minuteman Bikeway
Winds from town to town to town
Open to us all
– Eric Baatz, Arlington



F


Nice day for a ride

I wrote no haiku today
Or maybe I did
– Fred Jodsworth Boak, Harwich



G

The swans have cygnets
Such a cozy family
Riding on mom’s back
    – Gail E Goodearl, Arlington



I love the bike path
Riders, walkers, strollers too
People on the move.
    – Gail E Goodearl, Arlington


Mulberry bushes
Drop ripe berries at my feet
Squish squish as I walk.
    – Gail E Goodearl, Arlington


white flowering bush--
training wheels off, he zooms past
so much more to see
– Gayle Roby, Arlington


Minutemen fought here
Lives lost, people united,
A new world is born
    – Gerry Frank, Lexington


Uphill, pedal hard
Return with ease to Bedford
Back again for more
– Gia Mc, Lexington Library



Have fun with your life
Ride your bikes, scooters, and all
Ride on the bike path
    – Grace Fisher-Smith, Age 12, Diamond Middle School, Lexington


Play on the bike path!
In a second spin around
Earth takes a whole day
– Grace Solomonoff

The pond grows quiet
Twilight plays her violet flute
The moon is rising
– Grace Solomonoff

Dawn
The stars go back
inside the dew
– Grace Solomonoff

Where the trains once ran
We ride their remains. Listen!
The wind, their refrain.
– Gregory (age 9) and Rebecca Altman, Arlington



Fast bike zooming by
Left a breeze to cool my walk
Minuteman Bikeway
    – Gwen Chasan, Arlington


I don't want to walk
I said before I started
So breeze carried me
    – Gwen Chasan, Arlington



Bright green leaves above
Shimmy in time to music
Of spinning bike wheels
– Gwen Chasan, Arlington




H


Once these were close woods.
We walked a track, bushwhacking
through leaves that spoke rain.
– Hal Ober, Arlington

Mourning dove engraves
bikeway morning with low coo
recalled in haiku.
– Hal Ober, Arlington

Keys lost. Retracing
my steps, hopeless.  Sign on tree:
KEYS FOUND.   Miracle!
– Hal Ober, Arlington


In any season,

Enjoy your ride, walk, or run.
Just because you can.
-Hannah Kieval, age 12 , William Diamond Middle School, Lexington

Walking with my mom
Talking and laughing with her
Enjoying nature
    – Hannah, 10 years old, Stratton


Scraped knees, elbows, and
sweaty-faced, but I can ride
Strong wind in my face
– Harper Horwitz, Acton, age 10, Merriam Elementary School

I can fly, soar through
the air and nothing can stop
me now that I fly
– Harper Horwitz, Acton, age 10, Merriam Elementary School

Every morning I
get on my bike, start to ride
Let my mind wander
Harper Horwitz, Acton, age 10, Merriam Elementary School


yep even in the
humidity sleet or ice
our commute is best
- Heather Barber, Arlington


alewife or bust she
says the trees remind us to
slow down. smell the path
- Heather Barber, Arlington

Speeding Nylon blurs
Slow down and smell the green air
STOP !  Four paws ahead
– Heather Bruce, Arlington



I

Not just for bikers
But for writers too – searching
For the perfect word.
– Irene Hannigan, Lexington

New friendships begin
Old ones are sustained and grow
With each gentle step
– Irene Hannigan, Lexington



J


Hope for bicycling:
Humbly gets us around town,
while saving our world
– Jack Johnson, Arlington


Focus on the ride

The sun's shining on your face
Then you miss your turn
– Jacob Woolf, age 16, homeschool


On the minuteman

I sold some lemonade there
On the minuteman
    – Jaden, age 9, Dallin


Quads aching
Powering uphill sweat
Delicious breeze
– Jan Graham, Watertown

Clouds threaten
Race to beat drizzle
Underpass umbrella
– Jan Graham, Watertown


Ringing bell
Left lane whooshes past
Gone from sight
– Jan Graham, Watertown


Where the trees make a
canopy of light and shade -
I remember you
– Jane B. , Arlington

Listen well and hear
The ghosts of trains rumbling by
packed with Spy Pond ice
– Janice Hayes-Cha, Arlington

Glaciers crept southward
Then melted into a pond
a mastadon’s grave.
– Janice Hayes-Cha, Arlington

Blocks of spy pond ice
Melting on trains and boats
India or bust!
– Janice Hayes-Cha, Arlington


I just realized
I’ve been pedaling uphill
Whoooo-eeee! Racing home.
Janice Hayes-Cha


ride like no one is
watching as you traverse the
path leading you home
– Jeff Colman, Arlington


A bikeway for all

Sprint and Breathe, Warm Sun, Cool Breeze
Just Pedal Onward
– Jeremy Alliger, Jamaica Plain


Wait til eleven
Sparrow hotel in joyful song
Peace be with you
– Jerrie, Arlington


Sun-streaked feathered hair

Grit embedded in scabbed knees
Who needs bike helmets?
– Jessica Lucci, Waltham

Wingless eagles fly
Without feathers to ruffle
Bike paths are my sky
– Jessica Lucci, Waltham

Fly through grounded air
Pneumatic brakes clamp and squeeze
Make way for ducklings
– Jessica Lucci, Waltham

Honk, honk!  On your left!
Panic, frozen; stop and start
Gosling crossing zone
– Jessica Lucci, Waltham


Before the asphalt,
before the rails, roots stretched
deep as centuries.
– Jessie Brown, Arlington

Daredevil dachshund,
your thunder shakes the marshes.
The regal swans yawn.
– Jessie Brown, Arlington

My son pedals, slows.
But how do the trees drink, when
we put pavement down?
– Jessie Brown, Arlington

That can I noticed,
in the reeds – adrift today
out past the white swans.
– Jessie Brown, Arlington

Black gloves, black wheelchair,
she sweeps by neon skaters
in a silent wind.
– Jessie Brown, Arlington


The Minuteman trail –

a way to walk and wonder,
savoring haiku.
– Jim Vellenga, Arlington

 

When I am up first
and let cat in, dog out, I
say hello to me.
– Joan Kovach, Cohasset


Hopeful young seedlings
Grow tall and strong towards the sky
Crooked arms sprout life.
– Jodi O’Rourke, Cambridge


Jes keep relaxin’,

The road keeps on unfurlin’ —
Squirrel tail quivers.
– Joe Cleetus, Arlington

Road knows where it ends,
You an' me, we sweat an' strain,
Weary of the bends.
– Joe Cleetus, Arlington

Canopy covers
A ramblin’ cruisin’ outing —
Dragonfly hovers.
– Joe Cleetus, Arlington


Clickety-clack...  Screech!
Chains rattling with every bump.
Ghosts of yesteryear.
– Joe Curro, Arlington


Walking on a path

That was meant for bikes and skates
Look out behind you!
– Joe Lawlor, Arlington


Focus on heartbeat
Mind is a leaf on water
Oh no, "ON YOUR LEFT"
– John, Arlington


Autumn sunset cold:

Offended, wild turkeys strut
And shake their wattles.
– John Deal, Astoria Queens NYC

February snow
Hisses like the snakes who live
In TV static.
– John Deal, Astoria Queens NYC

Grey spring—storms arrive
And overstay their welcome.
You can go, droplets.
– John Deal, Astoria Queens NYC


Steps from a year ago
Heavy air, closer water
One of many gone
– John Lloyd, Arlington


Hello snapping turtle
In the middle of the path
Move you with a stick
– John Puffer, Nashua NH (visiting)


Simply Wonderful
Our Minuteman Bikeway Ride
We Should Do This More.
– Johnny Vaught, Bedford


Running a long line
Fields, trees, bridges are old friends
Turn, see them again
Jon McIntyre, Arlington


Lots of people bike

They are all going somewhere
They bike all day long.
    – Jonah and Noah, 9 years old, Hardy school


Watch the world go by

Seeing smiling faces
Feeling the wind blow
– Jonathan, Arlington

I live near the path
Love hearing the birds chirping
In the morning at 9 am
– Jonathan, Arlington

Peaceful and quiet place
See gorgeous views of Spy Pond
During all of the Seasons
– Jonathan, Arlington


Mud dots on your back
A giant puddle appears
Splash! as you ride through
– Joy Spadafora, Arlington

Wild turkey balanced
On the wooden rail so thin
Back and forth he walks
– Joy Spadafora, Arlington

Daredevil chipmunk
Darts halfway across the path
And nearly gets squished
– Joy Spadafora, Arlington


My darling puppy
noses my hand, licks my face,
please take me with you!
– Julia Harper, Arlington

He and I spinning
our feet pump in synchrony
a zen-like delight
– Julia Harper, Arlington

The smooth surface glides
I breathe the fullness of life
leaning in, spinning.
– Julia Harper, Arlington


The bliss of the bike
And the joy of the color
Yes, the sweet bike trail.
– Julie Leven, Arlington


Reading in motion ...

Is it distracted biking?
Or a good idea?
– Julie Sussman, Arlington


“Heart's Core”

Purple splash of spring
gives us true love lingering;
listen - hear life sing.
– Justine E. Hyland, Waltham, MA

“The Wave”
Gorgeous green nature,
you flash by, my sharp eyes see
joy and quickly glean.
– Justine E. Hyland, Waltham, MA



K



Something on my shoe
Every step I feel it stick
Spearmint saboteur
-Katherine, Allston

Alone on this path
Serenity surrounds me
Until "ON YOUR LEFT!"
-Katherine, Allston

Go out of your way
to find the crunchiest leaf
and please step on it
-Katherine, Allston

Walking hand in hand
Our silence is understood
Our love speaks loudly
-Katherine, Allston


sun sets on Spy Pond.
pink, orange, red, deep purple
paint the dark water
– Kathy Conway, Arlington


some days I just need
to be outside - no reason
so I walk the path
– Kathy Conway, Arlington


is that the playground?
I hear giggles, laughter, fun
sobs and crying, too
– Kathy Conway, Arlington


I feel a soft breeze
smell lilacs, as light opens path
know Spy Pond is nigh
– Kathy Conway, Arlington



walked path to/from
Alewife Station, Pleasant Street
ah, the Boys Club loo!
– Kathy Conway, Arlington


Feel the summer breeze
As you ride past many trees
Here comes a big geese
– Katie C. Lexington Library

 

Let your worries go
Upon the winds that cool you
Find your peace ahead
– Kelly, Arlington


Each step is a stitch

of thread in my life sampler
Sewn without a chart.
– Kim Salazar, Arlington



L

On your left! I shout
Unlike that couple ahead
I know etiquette.
L. Horwitz, Acton


A smile reminds me

We're all in this together
There is still hope yet
– Laura, Arlington 

Do you remember
Standing up for what was right
It's always worth it
– Laura, Arlington


Share the path with friends
Together in harmony
Enjoying nature
– Laura Hagopian, Arlington

Leaves turning colors
Red, orange, yellow and brown
Falling to the ground
– Laura Hagopian, Arlington


orange bicycle
a new story is crafted
to share every ride
– Laurel, Boston


The old railway tracks
Have given way, but here, now,
Energy Renewed
– Lauren D, Lexington Library


I slam on bike brakes
Phew, heart racing, that was close
Chickens cross safely
– Lauren Kopans, Arlington

Early morning air
Sleepy winter solitude
Biking in the dark
– Lauren Kopans, Arlington

Look left, now look right
Teens carry crew boat to pond
Working together
– Lauren Kopans, Arlington


Wind is in my face

and I feel like I can fly
time goes flying too
– Leah Savage Woolf, Age 13, Arlington, Carroll School (Lincoln)


Running town to town
Watching neighbors pass me by
Feeling home here now
– Liz Leahy Shirley, Arlington

beep beep. honk. hey you!
slow down, enjoy the ride ok?
we're all welcome here.
– Liz Leahy Shirley, Arlington


Quiet forest path,
Sweat, steel, steam, coal, trains sail past,
Nature smiles, you bike.
- Lenny, Arlington

Muscles strain, edge near,
Pines, dogs, bikes blur, have no fear,
One more bend, I can
- Lenny, Arlington

Tire pops, it's a flat,
Screech, halt, kneel, curse, shout, pause, breathe,
Sunlight warms, I smile
-Lenny, Arlington


Meditation morn
soothing a troubled soul – rains
open my parasol
– Lidia Kenig-Scher, Arlington


Twenty five years!
Happy Birthday Minuteman
2018
– Lisa Reynolds, Arlington


Solitary walk

Crickets hum their songs for me
Calling night is near
– Lorri, Arlington


Biking round and round

searching the ground for poems,
I spot my haiku!
– Lynn Rosenbaum, Arlington

Babies everywhere
Goslings, cygnets, and infants
Welcome to the world
– Lynn Rosenbaum, Arlington

A green canopy
springs to life creating shade
with dappled sunlight
– Lynn Rosenbaum, Arlington



M

Riding on this path
Feeling freedom through the spokes
My mind is at ease
– MRF, Lexington Library


A pathway through trees
Ten long unending miles
To bike with family
– Maddy, Lexington Library


My house by bike path

I used to sell lemonade
It was so much fun!
    – Madelyn, age 8, Hardy Elementary

Coast, sprint or saunter
Every day it’s your choice
Minuteman bike path
    – Marco


Pond laps bubbly lullabies.
Maple limb drifts.
Frog croaks protests to silence.
– Margery Hutter Silver, Newton

Bike wheels spin gravel.
Pedals crunch uphill.
Silent fawn drifts across path.
– Margery Hutter Silver, Newton

Crocuses plea for spring.
Cardinals circle
Dark raindrops attack snowdrifts.
– Margery Hutter Silver, Newton


Do you know the sound?

A swan's wing cutting the air
over our great pond
– Margo Stark, Arlington



Surrounded by trees
Biking, walking, or jogging
On a sunny day
– Mari Woolf, age 13, Ottoson School

Along the bike path
Leaves fall in random patterns
Trodden mosaic
– Marie Paquet Nesson, Cambridge

 

Each step is tree lined
From somewhere to somewhere else
Bird flies overhead
– Marie Paquet Nesson, Cambridge

 

Freshly fallen leaves
Cart wheeling in fine free form
Oak leaves laugh out loud
– Marie Paquet Nesson, Cambridge


The bikeway dog park:
Dogs reminding me to play
As I walk to work.
– Mary Agnes Mullowney, Arlington

Once a Sachem's path,
Then a train's iron rail bed,
Now our feet and bikes.
– Mary Agnes Mullowney, Arlington

My friend without sight
had trouble on the bike way--
dog poop clogged his cane.
– Mary Agnes Mullowney, Arlington


One mitten on branch
Awaiting a reunion
Love humanity!
-Maura Mahoney. Hingham, MA

Bird tweet and bike beep
A baby in stroller sleeps
Ant beneath my feet
-Maura Mahoney, Hingham, MA

Sunny path pavement
Shadows of branches dancing
Immersed in beauty
-Maura Mahoney, Hingham, MA

Robin and Rabbit –
a morning hopping contest:
Watching, I win joy.
– Meg Winikates, Arlington

Lunch walk, seeking shade,
Mass Ave a muted murmur –
Spy Pond glints a promise.
– Meg Winikates, Arlington

Wind and wheels whistle – 
In them my ears catch echoes:
The trains roll again.
– Meg Winikates, Arlington


Sleeping baby walk
Sweet lilac scent in the air
Beautiful pond view
– Melissa N, Arlington


equal in nature,
different kinds of people
pass on this shared path
– Melissa Silva, Arlington

Sweetgum, Sassafras,
Sycamore, Purple Lovegrass
root beneath this path
– Melissa Silva, Arlington

sun-shade dappled path -
wetland birds, woodland birds sing
world into being
– Melissa Silva, Arlington


A soft summer breeze

tickles my nose and whiskers.
I love walks with mom!
– Melody Abedinejad, Arlington



I walk through the path
See the four legged creature
Its tail is wagging
    – Mia, age 10, Peirce Elementary


Lexington Railroad
soft echo of train whistles
floating across time
– Michael Bowman, Arlington

Lettuce Farm Workers
Waiting at Lake Street Station
Dreaming of Boston
– Michael Bowman, Arlington

most summer weekends
lovers walking hand in hand
risk their lives right here
– Michael Bowman, Arlington


Walking with my dog

The sunrise peeks through the trees
Shining on our trail
– Michael Pulizzi, Bedford

Walking on the trail
Greeting this beautiful day
My dog by my side
– Michael Pulizzi, Bedford

Cyclists go past us
As we slowly make our way
Down this lovely trail
– Michael Pulizzi, Bedford


Once I drove a bus
Dreaming of life on a leafy path
Two wheels in open air
– Midge Hamilton, for Ralph (30 years with the MBTA), Marlborough


40 miles ahead
Of chance I may find old friends,
New hopes & good times
– Miriam Phipps, Concord

Each step or pedal
A new moment in time
Then too left behind
– Miriam Phipps, Concord

Sun-burnt, mud-splattered,
rain-Soaked, heat-stroked, iced-over, wind-chilled,
Snow-covered and leafed-out
– Miriam Phipps, Concord


Pencil in my hand
My Brain Straining for Haiku
Alas, they’re not there
– Mitch S., Arlington

Strollers Fill Bikeway
Young Ones Watching The Way
Soon To Be Bikers
– Mitch S., Arlington


bikeway. steady path

a journey to the future
at least to Bedford
– Molly Froelich, Somerville


a stroll on the path
pure poetry in motion
words come as I walk
   – Molly Froelich, Somerville


slither, glide, sashay
black asphalt, green canopy
this Bikeway moves you
   – Molly Froelich, Somerville


A revolution
Cycling onward together
History our guide
-The Moss-Walborsky Family, Bedford





N

Waves of purple pinks
saturate the bike path sky
Shoot!  No camera!
– Nancy Ann White, Arlington

Walking Minuteman
talking, texting, stumble right
through poison ivy.
– Nancy Ann White, Arlington

Stop. Look and listen.
Passing on left, steps on right
Spy Pond is calling.
– Nancy Ann White, Arlington


Hearing the swish of

Moving air, you leap aside
And the bikes stream by.
– Nancy Brigham


Cycles to Cambridge
Number one son works off
Drive to Nashua
– Nancy Gray, Arlington


Minuteman bikepath
Rainy, sunny still awesome
My home sweet, sweet home
– Naomi M, Lexington Library


Green leaf sun
Thin tires on smooth asphalt
Day flies away
– Nate Beyer, Arlington, MA


10 miles of wonder

Used to run and sprint and bike
For 25 years
– Nate Voss, Age 12, Diamond Middle School, Lexington, MA



Running, biking 'round
A wonderful break I've found
From reality
– Nate Voss, Age 12, Diamond Middle School, Lexington, MA


May the things that leave
drop seeds to heal the wreckage.
Growth will mark the time.
– Nicola Alexander, Wrentham

Wildflowers on the
path remind me that time will
grow patience and love.
– Nicola Alexander, Wrentham

The soil is deep brown.
I dig my hands into it
just like the last spring.
– Nicola Alexander, Wrentham


Sun sparkles on leaves
Memories of many walks
Eternal nature…
Nicole, Lexington Library


silence between songs
I hear the pounding of feet
I know I’m running
– Noelle, Arlington


O


Bob, do you miss me

At all since you made it clear,
We were only friends.
– Old friend who shares this path


a child in full sail
steering mom to the ice cream
please please please please please
– Olga, Waltham


The birds are chirping,
singing, I like this feeling
The forest listens
– Oya & Ayce, Lexington Library







P

Glasses and cat ears
I scoot down the pathway
It’s so very fun!
Paige, age 9, Arlington


My wheels under me,

Pond whizzing by gleaming light -
Again and again.
– Pamela Powell



Bunnies and chippies
Get outta the way and fast
When bikers come by
– Paul Beninger, Arlington


Old man with walker
Inspiration in his step
I must ride more now
– Paul Fox, Arlington

This feels like hard work
until we exit and turn
toward Park Circle
– Paul Fox, Arlington



Why the Minuteman?
Bike, Skate, Run, Walk, Stroll or Ski.
Fun for all seasons.
– Pavlik Mintz, Lexington


I love to do art
It makes me feel so happy
It is fun to do
Penny, age 7, Arlington


Sixteen thirty-five

A village is settled here
Called Menotomy.
– Peter McLoughlin, Arlington


Samuel Wilson

Born a few feet from this path,
The first “Uncle Sam”.
– Peter McLoughlin, Arlington


For twenty-five years

We ride and walk, think and talk
This present moment.
– Peter McLoughlin, Arlington


Just go A to B!

But see people, dogs; sun, snow…
The bike path shows more
    – Puneet


R

Commuters ride fast
but some of us are walking.
Can we share the road?
Rachel Hyde, Arlington

Bike paths are lovely.
Still, I confess that sometimes
I do miss the trains.
Rachel Hyde, Arlington


Concrete jungle split

Joy for the community
Jewel in the town’s crown
    – Rajeev Soneja


A fun place to be
Good for exercise outside
Walking in nature
– Rebecca, Lexington Library


SEASONS
Crunched leaves, blanket snow,
floral blooms, and lush green grass,
seasons of the path.
– Renuka Ragahvan, Newton

WHAT’S REMEMBERED
Knee scrapes and scratched hands,
tears abound before trying
again, all is keen.
– Renuka Ragahvan, Newton

THE PUSH
One leaf holding on
like a child saying, "Don't let
go, Mother Autumn."
– Renuka Ragahvan, Newton


Walk, bike, run, or fly

The question remains the same:
Where might you be going?
– Robby Williamson

On the path today
Everyone appears to be
Interconnected
– Robby Williamson

Are you still seeking?
This is the asphalt speaking:
Keep up the good work!
– Robby Williamson


Rain splashes the path,
puddles spread between red bricks.
The sunflowers drink.
– Robin Richstone, Ann Arbor, MI

Late in the autumn
leaves are fallen and I see
further down the path.
– Robin Richstone, Ann Arbor, MI

White snow, black branches,
bluejays and red cardinals
ornament the trees.
– Robin Richstone, Ann Arbor, MI


Green trees spring, sun gold

red fox, blue jay, black squirrel
I fly by, singing
– Rose Udics, Arlington

Snow hushes the path
bare trees stand as sentinels
the mind turns to calm
– Rose Udics, Arlington

Cycles of life turn
birth to death to birth again
I am riding home
– Rose Udics, Arlington


On the bike path-see
dappled light, trees, kids and pond
opening to life.
– Rosemarie Smurzynski  Arlington


I am a small dog

I like to run and love when
I run off the path
– Ruby Savage-Woolf (Cockapoo, age 3)


Delicious beetles
Dirt, mud, muffin wrappers.
Bikepath dog buffet!
– Ruby the dawg, Arlington


"On your left!" I shout
But what is the point of it
Jogger with earbuds
– Ryan K., Arlington

Bystanders protect
The large slow snapping turtle
That crosses the path
- Ryan K, Arlington



S

Bikes whiz past me.  Whoosh!
Ducks quack in fron of me “Quack!”
Then the nothingness
S.C., Lexington Library


EVENING RETURN HOME
The red tail circles
His dinner skirts the bikers
Riding home to theirs.
S.D. Chapnick, Arlington


Dragonfly with wings

of gossamer & magic.
Summertime delight.
– Sally Bermudes, Cambridge

 

Lady dragonfly,
responding to gentle words,
sits upon my hand.
– Sally Bermudes, Cambridge

 

Crickets sing duets
Shadows long on bikeway path
Moonlit summer night
– Sally Bermudes, Cambridge

 

Four little birds sit
upon branches high & green.
resting time mid-morn.
– Sally Bermudes, Cambridge

 

Animals scatter -
Mama skunk with two babies
waddle through the yard.
– Sally Bermudes, Cambridge


When I’m biking I’m
A Cheetah pink with blue spots
My super power’s strength
– Sanika, age 7, Cambridge


I run, shaded by

A canopy of green leaves.
Listen to my steps.
    – Sara


“On your left,” ring ring
Swoosh, bike zooms by, now I hear
Raindrops and bird songs
- Sarah H, Arlington

Rabbits dogs squirrels
Crickets coyotes birds and
people share the path
- Sarah P, Arlington


Pedal all day long
Enjoy the minuteman trail
You will be happy!! :)
– Sarah Henry, Bedford MA

Pedal in the shade
Bike on the minuteman trail
Memories won't fade
– Sarah Henry, Bedford, MA

You laugh and smile
You feel good about yourself
Do one more mile!
– Sarah Henry, Bedford, MA

 

 


dark and stumbling

feet soaked by hidden puddles
wish there were street lights
– Sarah Singer, Arlington


wheel, tubes, chain, paint: bike.
acceleration, assent:
mine and mine alone!
– Scott Dyer, Bedford


Soft breeze on my cheeks
Shadows flicker all around
Catch bikeway magic
– Senior Citizen, Lexington Library

The bikeway promise
Far from farting vehicles
Transit at its best
– Senior Citizen, Lexington Library


here my children learned
to step, to pedal, to skate
and appreciate
– Seth Maislin, Arlington MA


Helmets, bells, bumpers,
Leashes, lamps, and elbow pads.
No, not a death trap.
– Seth Maislin, Arlington MA


Ride along and sing

a song of bunnies and squirrels.
Birds will harmonize.
– Sharon G, Arlington


His nose to the ground,
my hound in eternal now.
Wisdom wags its tail.
– Sharon Heermance  Arlington

Rustling high above
silky sound of autumn leaves
golden, maroon, green
– Sharon Heermance  Arlington

A squirrel scurries,
mouth puffed with leaves, up a tree
to build her best nest.
– Sharon Heermance, Arlington


Steel wheels, iron rails
Engines belching smoke and steam
Now, bikes, feet, and paws
– Stephen Reynolds


(FOR THE BEGINNING OF THE BIKEWAY)

Welcome these haikus
On our beloved bikeway.
Let's call them "baikus."
– Steve Baggish, Arlington

(FOR THE MIDPOINT OF THE BIKEWAY)
The exact midpoint.
It is time for pondering:
Heading in or out?
– Steve Baggish, Arlington

(FOR THE END OF THE BIKEWAY)
This is not the end,
But a bridge to something new.
Journey ever on!
– Steve Baggish, Arlington


The trains are long gone
But wait - the track’s still alive
New dreams travel here
– Steve Magoun, Arlington

Walk, bike, run, stand, sit
Ribbon of trees, birds, pond, friends
What more could we want?
– Steve Magoun, Arlington

Our path brings us close
To home, to work, to our joys
Even in winter
– Steve Magoun, Arlington


Ghost white Schwinn basket
Flower arcs from red blood soil
Green seeds sprout two more
Steve Mahler, Arlington

Pedaling so fast!
Lightly a leaf blows past me
Clouds move quicker still
Steve Mahler, Arlington

Churning peloton
So long and tight as boxcars
Cogs whir no smoke rises
Steve Mahler, Arlington


We start from our home

The ice cream is our carrot
We pedal non-stop.
– Strauss-Peukert Family. Arlington

On our bikes we go
Nature helps us be here now
Our selves, part of it.
– Strauss-Peukert Family, Arlington

No fuel, just air
We care for our planet
As we choose to bike
– Strauss-Peukert Family, Arlington


Many a bike rides
Peddling the Minuteman
This journeys a gift
– Susan Ackerman, Bedford

Alone with many thoughts
Take in all the elements
May this path grant peace
– Susan Ackerman, Bedford


My bike has a light

Now I can fly through the night
Not a care in sight
    – Suzanne

T

Years upon the path
I look at close-by houses
I feel I know you
T.Z.H., Arlington


You bike by so fast
I walk with older bones now
Thank you for slowing
– T.Z.H., Arlington


Walk through green tunnel
Autumn's foretaste in the air
Soon these leaves will blaze
– Thomas DeFreitas, Arlington

On your left he shouts
With athletic friendliness
I step to my right
– Thomas DeFreitas, Arlington

Minuteman Bike Path
Will it stay white forever
Winter of '15
– Thomas DeFreitas, Arlington


The Wind In My Hair
My Forward Path Narrows
Ends Become Beginnings
– Thomas Kenny, Bedford


They don't understand

how great it is to be one
with my bicycle
– Tim Woolf


Ride, run, stroll the route
From Arlington to Bedford.
Span three hundred years.
– Tina Miller, Bedford


Trees, shedding your leaves,
Teach me how to bear each loss
With patience, trust, grace.
– Tracy Marks, Arlington

The rustling trees,
A breeze scattering their leaves.
Stop. Look. Listen. Breathe.
– Tracy Marks, Arlington

Eyes blinded by glare,
I stroll toward a dazzling sun.
Light sparkles on leaves.
– Tracy Marks, Arlington

The trail is a line
You follow for your reason
Why is the answer
– Trevor Maloof, Arlington

Best to see the trail
Greet your friend and foe alike
Share the space and smile
– Trevor Maloof, Arlington

When green finds you wait
Then greet the wind with a song
sing day or sweet night
– Trevor Maloof, Arlington


U


Crossing Spy Pond on
Elizabeth Island trip
Bitten by green fly
– Uri Guttman, Arlington

W

Legends pedal trails
history made instantly
on Cambridge old streets.
– Wayne Grant, Boston


So many people

Going so many places
Each in their own way
    – William Bailey



X

Bike whizzing down the bikepath
is soon outdistanced
by the pushed baby carriage.
 – X. J. Kennedy, Lexington

 
Makeup mirror on lake floor
that somebody must
have dropped turns its back on fish.
 – X. J. Kennedy, Lexington
 

Y

Peaceful and active
Secluded but connecting
Our long treasured path
    – Yi

Z

The dogs are cheerful
They bark and they lick my face
Then I wash my face
    – Zach, age 7, Peirce elementary


In the green valley,
roses flourishing but
the mountain is cold.
Zora Shay Flint-Somerville, age 8, Arlington MA

Petals are falling
it is fall now,and that means
beautiful places.
Zora Shay Flint-Somerville, age 8, Arlington
Fayerweather Street School