This Poet's Playground Poem by Susan Lacovara
This Poet's Playground
Bring your pens, to sign graffiti
On my soul
Sky high letters of love
Longing unleashed set free
Come out and play with me
Dear Tony, please go pick up Dee
See if Colleen will come for tea
Khairul sits across the sea
My poet friends, dear company
Mr. Draper, reads the paper
Posting editorials, keen
I reside, with joy, inside
Thinking of Darlene...
All the children, with their pencils
Putting life to wandering words
Stay in summer, this poet's playground
A feathery flock, so loved, these birds
I too love this poem! It's expresses the same gratitude I feel after being at PoemHunter for just over one year. The metaphor you chose of a children's playground is surprising, it seems to be in the nature of a garden or paradise metaphor in so far as it emphasizes not so much innocence as sincerity, lack of guile, it's truly an asylum where we can be ourselves and develop our creativity. I find the tone of your poem perfectly pitched for its message. Overstatement is never effective, but understatement would not convey the sense of success. You are right in the middle with this celebration of us, A SONG OF OURSELVES!
So very honored to be among those whose blessing is your kindness and friendship.... Thank you!
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When the grass is at its greenest green And the sky the bluest blue When peace comes in just as the wind On a day made just for you May all of you tomorrow's Be gathered at your feet And on your soul I give my thanks For poetry oh so sweet