Poetic Bloomings "View from a Park Bench" picture
Fall nibbles away at summer’s
Potential as the sun fights its way to the
Piebald ground,
Bartered for shadows by nearly lifeless leaves, knowing
All too soon they will lie in
Bleached heaps and be blown into gutters,
Soaking up the sunbeams while they still can.
That season of openness, of tank tops and
Candor, closes. Hidden
Now behind coat buttons and scarves
Wrapped round and round and round.
A park bench sits empty and thoughtful, its wooden slats
Remembering the warm,
Cloudless days when young lovers
Sat with thigh pressed against thigh and made their
Summer promises.
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Nikki - I liked this, esp how it went from what seemed abstract to more precise and concrete.
ReplyDeletewell done - moskowitz
Especially like the last stanza.
ReplyDeleteThanks guys :) I almost cut away the rest and let the last stanza stand alone....
ReplyDeleteLove this, Nikki. Especially the first line, and "Piebald ground" and "soaking up the sunbeams"...beautiful. De.
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