They glide like ghosts
In the morning mist
Exhaling their way through the streets
Creeping up on you
Catching you unaware
Spinning and weaving their magic
As they rattle your mind
It’s like you’re in a video game
And they, the reckless characters
Who seem to do with everything with such ease
But their bodies are real.
Solid, slender and cold.
Grasshopper clicks
As they breathlessly hurtle past,
You try to catch them
But they slip from your grasp
Each working day
And each working night
They crop up beside you
And even unexpectedly
On those glorious weekends
Bloody cyclists.
Thoughts: I am a keen cyclist and I don’t know how to drive, but with some of the behaviour we cyclists exhibit, I can imagine that this is what some drivers think about us.
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Interesting perspective. In my country, cycling is a sport and there have been efforts to reduce cars on the road to more use of public transport and cycling. Unfortunately, we still have a way to go since we’re not spatially arranged for safe cycling. Still, too many cyclists have lost their lives at the hands of gung-ho drivers.
But I take your point and good play on keeping us guessing there!
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We have had the same type of movement here in England too, but more specifically London.
Yep definitely, some drivers are terrible.
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Haha! I love the little twist at the end
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Glad you enjoyed it 😀
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Haha, great work!
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I’m not a cyclist but wish I were…here in the USA it is quite dangerous to ride in most places…but then, I have to say, many cyclist don’t follow traffic laws. And to those, I do want to shake my finger and say: “bloody cyclist!”
enjoyed the poem, thanks 🙂
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Yes whilst drivers aren’t free of blame, cyclists certainly don’t help! Many of them act like traffic lights do not exist for them and then they want to be treated like precious gems on the road.
Haha glad you enjoyed it 😀
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Exactly! Cycling could be so worthwhile for many reasons, but reckless riding sours drivers on sharing the road. Something similar happens with buses. If we could all work together better, our roads might be both safer and less crowded.
FYI: typo – Who seem to do with everything with such ease [remove the ‘with’ before everything]
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Reblogged this on Orthometry.
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I really like this, and the twist at the end about the cyclists is funny. I love the “grasshopper clips” line
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Thank you 😀 some bike really do sound like that right?
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It kind of does 🙂
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That’s so funny and impressive. Comparing cyclists with ghosts, tooo awesome 😂😄
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Haha thanks glad you enjoyed it 😀
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Haha this is great! Good job
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Perfect picture perspective and the prose is amazing.
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Thank you 😀
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“Exhaling their way through the streets
Creeping up on you”
Verb choices, “exhale and creep”, I think “breeze” and “spinning” might be better.
Bloody is awfully British.
Nice imagery.
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Thank you for your suggestions!
I chose them to create more of a sense of oddness.
Haha yes it is.
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I don’t mind sharing the road with cyclists—well, I wouldn’t if they didn’t consider themselves immune to all dangers. Driving means being aware for your own charges, driving anywhere near cyclists means being aware also on behalf of the blissfully ‘I am immune to all hazards‘ unaware. Near cyclists I have to drive for them as well as myself …
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Yes very true. Some cyclists are extremely uncaring with their own lives.
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