A Walk In The Park Poem by Tom Billsborough
A Walk In The Park
The altos of the larks ascending
And of the lake's uplifting fountain
Soprano swoops of swift and swallow..
As I'm walking through the park.
The bass and tenor of brass bands playing
The steady hum of cafe choirs
Gnomes and elves in dells and hollows
As I'm walking through the park.
In the distance dogs are barking,
Off the leash to meet their mates
Or romping after various objects
As I'm walking through the park.
Lovers holding hands and smooching
Oblivious to those whistling boys
Who'd run a mile if girls approached them
As I'm walking through the park.
Pretty girls in summer dresses
Sizing up the local talent
As they chat and drink their coffees
As I'm walking in the park.
So many sounds, melodious music
Flourish like the birth of Spring
I am alone yet feel included
As I'm walking through the park.
Thank you Tom for this lovely stroll around the park, I so enjoyed it ;)
One day we'll have a stroll together with Jude in Edinburgh's parks. That would be even lovelier.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 3:25:17 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Pathetic? I think not! I liked the gentle and occasional introduction of alliteration- -and I must admit the boys and girls ogling each other brought back a memory or three. And you know how I love rounding things off with repetition. I see no sign of pesky squirrels though... so I think I must- -I really must- - challenge you to do a nutty wildlife poem.... ;)
This is for Greg's comment below! Our own village park is a bit drab but there is a particularly fine one in Blackpool (about eight miles away) . Oddly enough when I re-read my poem it struck me that the poem's rhythm was influenced by one of my favourite songs.. Walking on the Moon by the Police. This has the same effect on me. As I tend to the lyrical I'm easily influenced by music particularly reggae type sounds!
I agree with Susan. Even though such delights are rare in my local environment I thought the images you created were clear and bright and left me with a yearning to enjoy them myself. You, however, have made vicarious enjoyment easily attained.
And I accept. Squirrels obviously must feature but if I fail to mention Mr Purry I might end up as cat food. I need some inspiration as I've been struggling with two poem this evening. The air has been blue with swearing! oddly they've both involved animals. One is about snakes I used to have and that sloughing of their skins. The sloughed skin looked ghost like and had the feel and look of linen or silk. And the snake itself looked sparkling as if it had just come out of water. I've an idea how to use the image but my mind kept going blank! So maybe in the morning I'll call on the squirrels for something new and leave those other pots on the simmer!