“Ricky’s Beach”, circa 197? from “Living The Life” –Image by © Doug Barber

Having featured the photography of Doug Barber (AKA Q-Ball) in “Living The Life”, it’s now time to honor the epic biker poetry of Eddi Pliska (AKA Sorez the Scribe). Like I said, his scribes throttle, brake, and pull no punches and together with Doug they have created a 1%er’s masterpiece that is truly one of a kind. Sorez’s work has graced the pages of Outlaw Biker Magazine, Easyriders, and he’s a member of the Highway Poets Motor Cycle Club– “America’s Only Bike Club Of Published Journalists.” 

Sorez’s love of the biker lifestyle started at the tender age of ten yrs old when he picked up his first copy of Easyriders, and at thirteen he got his first bike– a Harley-Davidson 350cc Sprint that he walked ten miles to his home and repaired himself. Sorez never finished high school– instead learning life on the streets, and finding family and friends in the clubhouse– some still brothers some 30 years later. He’ll always remember on caring teacher telling him on his way out– “Don’t ever give up writing. One day your works shall be read.”

You can buy the book “Living the Life” here


  1. Truly do appreciate the write up, it was an honor and privilege working with Q-Ball on this project! As a disclaimer I need to state, ex-President of the Highway Poets.. no longer affiliated. Current ~ Co-Founder of the Road Scribes Of America! A Fellowship of the Pen ~ the Wind ~ the Road

  2. JP,

    Thank you again for featuring Sorez’s and my work. Biker poetry has been around as long as there has been two wheeled motorized horses. Cowboy poetry gained a recognized status years ago. Like many aspects of the bikers world, biker poetry has been viewed at best as a curiosity. As I mentioned in my book, it was Sorez’s work that helped me finalize my vision of “Living The Life”. Sorez is a 24/7/365 biker. He lives breaths and writes with a conviction that only someone with real life experience can. I am proud to be his “Brother” and “Known Associate”.

    Long May You Ride,
    Doug Barber AKA Q-Ball

  3. Id expect that more biker poetry would be about the experience itself and less philosophizing

    Like this, by Larry Ferlinghetti, who might be called a BICYCLE poet:

    The Changing Light

    The changing light
    at San Francisco
    is none of your East Coast light
    none of your
    pearly light of Paris
    The light of San Francisco
    is a sea light
    an island light
    And the light of fog
    blanketing the hills
    drifting in at night
    through the Golden Gate
    to lie on the city at dawn
    And then the halcyon late mornings
    after the fog burns off
    and the sun paints white houses
    with the sea light of Greece
    with sharp clean shadows
    making the town look like
    it had just been painted

    But the wind comes up at four o’clock
    sweeping the hills

    And then the veil of light of early evening

    And then another scrim
    when the new night fog
    floats in
    And in that vale of light
    the city drifts
    anchorless upon the ocean

  4. Cynthia,

    Poetry like any art form is personal and incorporates one’s own perspective of reality. We make it, we share it, we hope others will take the time to appreciate it. No art form is right, or wrong. All of art is life, and “philosophizing”, and all thinking humans do it. It is our way of coping, planning, surviving, and enjoying life. Depending on the individual it may take different forms at different times. For some two wheels is an escape from reality, while others it is reality itself. Some hard core bikers ride to escape only to find their demons riding along side. I for one appreciate the philosophical differences found in the art of expression.

    Long May You Ride,
    Doug Barber AKA Q-Ball

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