Carpe Diem GW Kala Ramesh – haibun – April 15, 2105

Riva del Garda, Bike's paradise. Visit the city or find new routes to cover with your bike.

An early summer walk along the river on the cyclist/pedestrian path. Life seems to have exploded with these first days of warmth. The air is full of lazy insect buzzing and the chattering clatter of birds is almost deafening at times.

Cyclists buzz past me ‘ting-tinging’ their bells – it’s such a bother for them to have to share the path with a walker. Each seems to feel he is in an important race for some championship medal. Dressed in their bright coloured, tight-fitting outfits they remind me of mad butterflies.

Speaking of which, among the flowering plants, the early butterflies have already left their cocoons. Flitting and dipping, they leave their eggs on the tender leaves … a new generation will soon be born.

taking flight –
a butterfly shrugs off
its shadow

haiku © Kala Ramesh

© G.s.k. ‘15

Inspired and linked to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai for a double prompt – Haiku Special and Ghost Writer post.  We were to write a 150 word (or less) haibun, including the haiku written by Kala Ramesh, this month’s featured poet.

24 thoughts on “Carpe Diem GW Kala Ramesh – haibun – April 15, 2105

  1. Heaven forbid the cyclists slow down or share! Much like the cyclists at Falling Spring. From now on I’ll see them as “mad butterflies”, Bastet 😉 Great imagery!

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  2. Ah smart cyclists have bells too!! We had them in Toronto but in Montreal we do not and I almost get run over a few times a week. You have written a beautiful haibun leading up to the perfect image of this haiku. Bravo, ma chère 🙂

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          • Or I have to stop to jet them go by. In the city they are enemy to cars and pedestrians. Never make a stop. Go through red lights. If they had a bell I cud be warned at least

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          • Actually we have the same problems over here … they seem to think they just because they don’t have a motor they can do whatever they please … and each summer when the tourists come there are many accidents due to cyclists. They often ride in large groups and instead of going Indian style they take up the whole path .. and sometimes the main road as well … sigh … well as you say, at least if you could be warned that helps at least.

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    • I had fun trying to figure out how to get back to the original haiku, a frankly I was surprised at how I did it… completely unintentional.

      And well … for that matter, here most of us here in our area are cyclists … but sometimes the tight outfitted sort really get lost in their dreams of glory.

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