A little Poetry…

harley ride

My husband and I decided to take a ride on our motorcycle last weekend. We went on a favorite ride from Nevada City to Downieville, CA. This is a two hour plus round trip– depending on how many stops we make. Part of this journey, we are next to the beautiful Yuba River–or one of my favorite places to be. I decided to try an experiment. I brought a small notepad and pen to write some poetry during our ride. It was challenging. I used my husband’s back as a table to write on (at first, he was rather confused…). I hung tightly onto my pen, and put each poem, as I wrote them, safely into my zipped pocket–in case I dropped my notepad. I wasn’t sure I’d even be able to read what I wrote later…but I was. Here is one of those poems which I deemed “Musings from a Harley” and will be adding to my poetry book, Just her Poetry:


Moments of splendor on the back of a motorcycle

Are impolitely interrupted by road work.

We bake in the sun, that our black leather absorbs–

Motorcycle off—we sit and wait.

We are silent in the line of cars

Watching for signs of movement ahead,

When a single butterfly attracts our attention…

The flutter within the delay.

Soaring from one side of the road to the other

In its final autumn quest,

As flowers give forth their final blooms

The butterfly joins many on a late blooming weed.

My husband and I smile at each other.

The enchantment quickly dissipates

When the first car passes us…then another

Soon our direction will be moving.

The motorcycle roars into life

As the butterfly makes one last trip past us

And our time with this elegant being– gone

As the quiet fades into the past

We are on our way again.

But, the memory of the white and orange butterfly

Stays with us on our journey

As moments of splendor–never really end.


I tried to honor the heroes in that horrible shooting in Las Vegas with poetry– and make sense of a senseless act. It is a hard thing to process. I also wrote a couple of poems to mark the passing of Tom Petty. I’ve seen him in concert many times over the years, including just last month.  I’m not ready to share these poems–yet. My plan is to include them in my poetry book. For now, I want to send out my thoughts and prayers to everyone touched by such a tragic day in America’s history. Hug your loved ones just a little tighter next time, and know I’m sending my hugs to you.

Embrace your inner child, D.L. Finn





Author: D.L Finn, Author

D.L. Finn is an independent California local, who encourages everyone to embrace their inner child. She was born and raised in the foggy Bay Area, but in 1990 relocated with her husband, kids, dogs and cats to the Sierra foothills in Nevada City, CA. She immersed herself in reading all types of books, but especially loved romance, horror and fantasy. She always treasured creating her own reality on paper. Finally, being surrounded by towering pines, oaks and cedars, her creativity was cradled until it bloomed. Her creations vary from children’s books, young adult fantasy, adult paranormal romance to an autobiography with poetry. She continues on her adventure with an open invitation to her readers to join her.

21 thoughts on “A little Poetry…”

  1. A perfect poem for a trip interrupted. The enchantment of the butterfly is something you would not notice at highway speeds. I can understand the difficulty of writing about Las Vegas and Tom Petty and publishing in a collection. i would do the same. Thanks, DL.

    1. I love when events that seem negative– end up being so positive! I think it is hard for everyone to wrap their heads around recent events and disasters. Thanks, John.

  2. I just realized I’m not get notifications from your blog any longer. I’m not sure what happened, but I’ll resubscribe and see if that corrects things.

    I can’t imagine writing on the back of a Harley, but then I can’t imagine a 2 hour ride on a Harley even with stops along the way, LOL. I have friends who ride, and it does seem like a great way to take in the scenery. Your poem was a perfect glimpse into the ride you took. Nicely done!

    1. That has happened to me, too… Not sure what happens?
      I wouldn’t want to be the one driving the motorcycle, but I love sitting on the back. I find it draws me into the now. It helps me forget my worries for a while and gives me a new perspective on nature:) Plus, it seems I am always looking for new places to write poetry…

  3. An unexpected moment that you were prepared to capture. Wow! We never know why we’re led to do what we do. I look forward to your latest poems when you’re ready to share them!

    1. Thanks, Linda! So very true! We never know what we are led to do until it happens:) So glad you dropped by.

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