On the bike’s handlebars streamers
flap, clap in wind
like a sprinkler cascading water
onto a dry lawn and soaking dirt
awakens the smell of moisture;
a peacock strutting
fanned tail feathers,
ohs and ahs;
like fireworks radiating
multicolored explosions
across the night sky
streamers twist,
untwist, speed
tickle my pumping knees.