pictured a clear, straight pathway
a walk in the park
unseen trail may twist and turn
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Gabrielle Bryden, life, life is unpredictable, poem, poetry, unexpected changes
August 18, 2011 at 12:01 pm
Life is a twisted path…where pits are hidden beneath a camouflage of lies…love this poem.
August 18, 2011 at 2:33 pm
ooh – I like that ‘pits are hidden beneath a camouflage of lies’ – I need to work on some lines like that slpmartin 😉 – thanks
August 18, 2011 at 1:25 pm
Things appear to be straightforward, but there are unseen detours… Very nice and love the photo, Gabrielle.
August 18, 2011 at 2:34 pm
sums up my life adeeyoyo – haha – thanks
August 18, 2011 at 1:30 pm
I pictured that path too. I didn’t think it would lead me up so many hills and along so many ambling trails. But such is life.
I really like this haiku. The photo for me is very Australian. When I first came to live here I went bushwalking a lot and I have walked along similar paths many, many times. The trees were very different to what I was used to – where were the oaks and rowans? But I can honestly say that bushwalking led me to love the Australian landscape. There is nothing like it in the world. I don’t mind the trails at all!
August 18, 2011 at 2:36 pm
I can understand the ‘culture shock’ you must have experienced – when I have lived overseas, it was the trees I missed the most – you don’t realise how well you know your own landscape, until you go to a completelyl different place. Thanks Selma 🙂
August 18, 2011 at 5:40 pm
A perfect summation of life in this lovely metaphored haiku, Gabrielle, complemented perfectly by the photo – (and nice to see the human again behind the doggy exterior :-))
August 19, 2011 at 10:14 am
Haha – I appear and disappear on a regular basis – frog, dog, gecko, human 🙂 thanks bluebee
August 18, 2011 at 6:04 pm
crossroads are all we’ve got
and we must let go of them
the moment we passed
August 19, 2011 at 10:15 am
Very profound Dhyan – I love it – thanks 🙂
August 19, 2011 at 7:30 am
Lovely idea. It is the unexpected that offers us both challenges and unexpected delights!
August 19, 2011 at 10:16 am
Life would be pretty boring if it is straight down the line 😉 – thanks Stafford
August 19, 2011 at 6:36 pm
This pairing of image and text works perfectly – those trees beckon, like pillars, turning our minds from the twists that may lie ahead.
August 19, 2011 at 7:23 pm
thanks Maxine – I started with the photo, and worked the haiku around it 🙂
August 20, 2011 at 10:14 am
straight and twisty — life is mysterious
August 20, 2011 at 11:17 am
August 20, 2011 at 6:35 pm
Lovely photo and wonderful words … so true of life and the passage of feet through any day. 🙂
August 21, 2011 at 8:25 am
Thanks Tracey 🙂
August 21, 2011 at 12:11 am
yes, you catch the difference between what i picture and where i step with a cool and quick twist (as it seems to me). …as you said, why bother with life if we always know where it’s going. …on the other side of that… wow, where life takes us. i think it’s best if i just go where life takes me now, far more interesting to be where i am than where i might have thought i would be… most of the time. ha. fun Gabrielle. ku, on. aloha.
August 21, 2011 at 8:26 am
Just go with the flow – haha – thanks Rick 🙂
August 28, 2011 at 7:43 pm
the best is to walk even if it meanders, but don’t forget to see the ever changing landscape to enjoy. wonderful. thought-provoking haiku.
August 29, 2011 at 9:15 am
Thanks hames – I agree – take your eyes from your shoes and look around instead (plus you are more likely to notice the poisonous snake or angy goanna; as well as the beautiful trees and flowers, flowing water etc.,).
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