london GHOST BIKE

london GHOST BIKE

A Poem by Orlando Furioso
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The Ghost Bikes of London are tragic sights, marking as the they do the spots where cyclists have met their deaths. I photographed this one this morning near Kings Cross Station.

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Following, always a-following

Following you now

Riderless

Ticking of spokes

What?!?

Just a bike!

A riderless bike

All white, just a-coasting along behind you

Bell, white

Saddle, white

Tyres ... white

White, whites, eyes, white

Can you see me? Deep Lee

Sharper now?

Or now?
Moreso on your way a-home

Late at night, No-No-November

To an empty, emptier, emptying red, bed, bled, dead


© 2012 Orlando Furioso



Author's Note

Orlando Furioso
The Ghost Bikes are there to haunt us all, to remind us of how we are, and what our city is like. The message is especially apt at a time when more of us are taking to bikes for the best of reasons. But others do not see the bikes in their haste, or negligence. And so the roll call of dead cyclists grows and grows. This poem is to haunt London drivers of the impatient kind, that is to say, the majority of them. Deep was just 24.

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Spooky! Loved the message behind this.. A very unique and creative way of thinking. Very well done. :)

Posted 11 Months Ago


I like the real-world connection
And the
Beat

A mini ghost story

Nice~

Posted 11 Months Ago


Yes remember seeing and hearing about the ghost bikes in London..havent come across one myself though but have witnessed the way people ignore others.
Liked the play on this tragic current...written with feeling.

Posted 11 Months Ago


Some motorist are metal brained when they get behind the wheel...cell phones...texting. So much so...they become indifferent to pedestrians and cyclist alike. They feel they are inferior...it's as if they look at others as an annoyance, or obstacle in their rush to make it to work. Most of them knowing already, that they are ten minutes late because they hit the snooooze button one too many times. It's unfortunate that roads are not made wider...to accommodate these riders. I wonder if they have this problem in countries like China....? Motorist there are considered to be presumptuous I bet?

Posted 1 Year Ago


How sad.

I love this site because readers can learn something, besides reading great poetry. I, too, had never heard of the Ghost Bikes. It seems a fitting tribute to those who have passed on tragically, and serve as a reminder to those of us to be more careful. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Oh, I had never heard of ghost bikes before! Too bad they can't put in separate bike paths. Sad that anyone should have to die because of impatient, neglectful drivers.

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Kes
Wow. A fantastically touching piece of writing.
Great work.
K

Posted 1 Year Ago


such a powerful read, really enjoyed this. Creepy and wonderful.

Posted 1 Year Ago


A soulful write initially I thought about something that would not really be seen as soulful but then I read on and found it more than a little moving. An epitaph and a warning to thoughtlessness and those who don't see.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Whimsical in tone but also deeply moving. You have such a lyrical way of writing poetry (like in your terrific Colony Collapse Disorder) and it draws the reader in. But despite your delightful tongue-in-cheek approach, you always hint at a grave truth, and that is a talent I laud and applaud.

Posted 1 Year Ago



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