Rollin' Good Times
A poem by Angelina Tang celebrating the pure joy of cycling, from the thrill of speed to the beauty of the scenery around us.
Last updated 8 September 2026
Rollin' Good Times
By Angelina Tang
Wheels a rollin'
Not the car
Not the train
I soar not from these
I am but an atom in them
Not in a place
Nor a ship
For I am an even smaller particle in these
I soar
Being my own engine
Spinning revolutions
Grinding watts
Rollin' on a 180 dicut DT SWISS hub
Wind on follicles of head and nostrils
Nothing even comes close to this thrill
I slow down because
after a skipped
beat
my heart soars
The Jeju-inspired lallang
Calling me
Like a rainbow
The expanse of sea and ocean
meeting
And the heart soars even
as the wheels
roll to
a
stop
I soar
Rollin' on the hubs of good times
I soared