Nine

Two Nonets for Napowrimo day 9

At nine I road a hand-me-down bike
Blue Wheels, fat, silver pedals, tight
I’d stand for the uphill climb
Then fly down Jeffery Hill
Miss the gravel patch
A sure wipe out
Catch myself
Laughing
bright

The number of completion is nine
Peace with the lessons learned so far
Sages suggest we take pause-
Reflect on our progress
Possibilities
In things we’ve missed
understand
ourselves
now