Editor

For any editorial feedback on this website email me on: kodjodeynoo@gmail.com

Site Statistics

1,220 Literature Posts. 5,410 plus Individual Comments..300,000 plus web site Hits..715 Individual Members. Be a part of the movement, click and join this site. I appreciate my followers and they get a pride of place on this site.

Please support and join this blog

Networkblogs

Tuesday, 28 December 2010

A walk in the Park


A light post stands, flash lights
A bin can fenced annexe; dogs bark, woof, woof, in excitement
On hill tops squirrels hang on tree climbs, nut crackers


This is  parks lay green on green grasses
Hills and contour, forms waves of fusion
A man on walks in solitude, slowly he steps
Indulged in his own thoughts


While run man, rains sweat, jogs off on parks 
Tries to escape from thoughts 
Turned in, turn on,tuned in, into ipods
Sounds blast, private concert in ears listen


Beyond hills lies, concrete trees, concrete jungles
Where reality stands, ready to battle
Round two; I unpredictable, he chants 


For now, the park is my sanctuary 
My piece of mind, my calming place, serenity my regroup
My escapism, take me to another place
It is the dream, of day light, eyes still wide opened


Take me to another place,
Platform on green green grasses 
Indulge me into escapism


Take me to nature,
Let me clear my head 
While time is called out,
On reality's thirst 

24 comments:

  1. nothing better than a beautiful day in the park...nice

    ReplyDelete
  2. "Take me to another place"... made me think the man listening to his iPod had Arrested Development on his play list. Nice write, Kodjo. (The picture looks like me and my old friends on the park bench. lol)

    ReplyDelete
  3. You bring the park to life in the opening stanza "A bin can fenced annexe" - thank you for sharing

    ReplyDelete
  4. i hear you...nature is my retreat...a park will do...or a mountain...

    ReplyDelete
  5. beautiful write here! the park is one place we all escape too when the indoors at times become colder..:)
    thank you for this nice piece :)

    ReplyDelete
  6. Doesn't look like those boys have clear heads. But I know the feelings nature nurtures and you describe them well.

    Fate created my One Shot.

    ReplyDelete
  7. Nailed that 'sunny day in the park' effect. Good work, good line breaks, good flow.

    ReplyDelete
  8. There's something about being surrounded by green and trees...I loved your poem.

    ReplyDelete
  9. a day or a moment in the park is like heaven on earth.... a beautiful post...

    ReplyDelete
  10. A great mean to measure time and life indeed.

    Please have a good new week.

    daily athens

    ReplyDelete
  11. I enjoyed this poem. It flows very nicely, and I can envision the details in each verse.

    ReplyDelete
  12. I miss starting my days in a park that I did for many years.. having recently got relocated around concrete buildings.. thanks for reminding.. I would seachone nearby..

    ReplyDelete
  13. I like the way your verse can be picturized with ease :) thanks for sharing!

    My Survival for OSI Calmed

    ReplyDelete
  14. 'concrete trees..where reality stands'...great image..you've really captured what the park means for you..thanks for visiting.. Jae

    ReplyDelete
  15. this is divine.

    park is your escape for now.
    the image is beautiful.

    ReplyDelete
  16. A relaxing picture of a city park. I can see clearly some of the images you painted.

    ReplyDelete
  17. oh I feel you on this one. there is park right near where I live that at times I wish was a bit more remote.

    http://bttrflyscar.blogspot.com/2011/07/blade-of-grass.html

    ReplyDelete
  18. True! Our parks are our only window to nature in a concrete jungle that is rapidly expanding.

    ReplyDelete
  19. Always good to 'unplug' for awhile... in more ways than one. Nice one, Kodjo!

    ReplyDelete
  20. I love the rhythm of your words flowing through this piece.

    ReplyDelete
  21. Nice I like your take on the prompt...you are original...as always.

    ReplyDelete
  22. green space is a desperately needed refuge in a city, great descriptions

    ReplyDelete
  23. A park, that small piece of green nature in a concrete hell, has been the salvation of many a city-stranded life. You did it proud.

    ReplyDelete

Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...
There was an error in this gadget
There was an error in this gadget