Afternoon By Lost Lagoon, Vancouver Poem by Marc Kaiser
Afternoon By Lost Lagoon, Vancouver
Rating: ★5.0
Willows, like young women,
Seem to bow their heads
And wash their long hair in water.
On a black, iron park bench,
An old gentleman,
Black-coated, silver topped cane between his legs,
Dreams of loves lost long ago.
While two swans,
Bright white in the cold sunshine,
Their delicate webbed feet
paddling beneath the water,
Pass sedately by.
Wednesday, January 16, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness
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4/5/2026 11:00:50 PM # 1.0.0
I've lost many afternoons by the Lagoon. I remember it well. There is sadness in your verse. And for me, it brings out a nostalgia. So many memories. A fantastic verse, Marc.
Mj, I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. I love the rest of Stanley Park, too.