CityScapes and Towpaths

By lenchenelf

Thu, 01 Jan 2009
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6 comments
 

Tomorrow:
An adventure playground,
We have not yet fallen
From its wires or
Skinned our knees on bars
Of unvarnished complexity,
Swung from its slip-pole
Morning to bark chip
Bed of welcome
Concealing flowerheads,
Maybe broken glass.

Tomorrow:
An adventure playground.
Be There.
I'll push you on a swing
Until you see your skyline
Your place
Where you might
Be.
You can do the same
For me.

Certificate U
Poem
Steel and Stones May Break My Bones

Comments

Submitted by mykle on
Tomorrow: I go to sing My song will be Bali Hi While you and your son Explore the playground here I go to visit my distant sun. Take care on the swings... and roundabouts. Be lucky!

Submitted by lenchenelf on
What a lovely comment, this one was inspired by children of all ages in my life, inc. t'other half & I :-) Have fun wherever you may be and thanks. L

 

Submitted by Ken Simm on
This works very well. I particularly like the skyline, er line. Good, strong writing.

Submitted by lenchenelf on
Thank you Ken, your thoughts are very much appreciated. L

 

Submitted by Sandro on
Adventure playgrounds were part of my childhood. I love the way you've captured them. And the quintessential wood chip!

 

Submitted by lenchenelf on
Thank you Alessandro, I sincerely hope we never get too old to enjoy the scramble each day :-) :-) atb Lena