Can anyone ID this poem?

Many years ago (back in Usenet days) I used to read a newsgroup for childfree by choice folks. Somebody posted a poem that I remember liking at the time, but now when I try to search for it, I can’t find it. I tried doing a Google Groups/DejaNews search (they do seem to go back fairly far) but no luck. This probably would have been around 1990-1993 timeframe.

I remember the title being “Red Harley,” though I must be wrong because nothing relevant comes up on that search. I’m pretty sure it was actually published somewhere (maybe in a literary magazine, or at least elsewhere on the web) and not just written by one of the newsgroup posters. All I remember about the poem itself is that it was very bittersweet and had something to do with the freedom that the writer lost when he had kids, and how he regrets it now but he can’t do anything about it. I think he waxes nostalgic about how he used to ride his Harley back in his younger days and how he wishes he could do it again.

I know this isn’t much to go on and I honestly don’t expect that anybody will know this one, but I’ll be amazed, astounded, and owe virtual cookies if by chance someone does. :slight_smile:

Why can’t he ride his Harley anymore? Kids grow up and can be left on their own, with sitters or spouses. Don’t mean to thread-shit, just wondered.

I really have no idea. It was a long time ago when I saw it, and I don’t remember the specifics. I just wanted to know if anybody remembers the poem. Discussing the ideas behind it is probably for another forum.

If I had to take a stab about it, I very vaguely remember something about his wife not wanting him to ride anymore because it wasn’t “safe” and he needed to be more responsible now that he had kids and a wife to support.