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O Sacred Park


O sacred park,
The ghosts of memories
From days long past
Lay hidden in the thick
Boughs of your gnarly oaks
And decrepit elms.
As I walk your blighted grounds,
The echoes of a thousand weeping yesterdays
Rise up from the fossilized remains
Of my shattered heart and forgotten dreams.
~
O hallowed park,
O'er your dusty ball fields
A shining star once rose.
Often could be heard that glorious summer...
The crack of the bat... the roar of the crowd...
But the deafening din would too soon fade...
To sparse applause...
Then... stillness.
~
O blessed park,
How love blossomed and flourished
Amidst your gaily-lit trails
And sweet-scented pines.
Two hearts, locked in rapturous embrace,
Exchanging passionate kisses
Under a smiling October moon.
But love withered and blew away,
Like the moldering leaves that crunch under my feet,
As I walk your empty roads, alone,
In teary, mournful silence.
~
O mysterious park,
Our souls and our fates are for ever intertwined.
Your abundant trees have been decimated.
Your verdant grass has turned to brown.
Your earthen road has been paved over,
Encrusting the dirt,
As the ravages of time has encrusted my mind,
Eroding and wiping away
A lifetime of bittersweet memories.
~*~

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  • LeilaJayne
    November 14

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    I love the imagery in this... my slight problem was not being able to understand alot of the words you used and having to look them up which i am not a fan of as it takes away from the work... but now i know what they mean i think its amazing
    Thanks so much for entering and best of luck in the contest x

  • azurastar silver member
    October 1

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    I really connected with this poem. Where I grew up there is a similar park with a ball field and this poem took me right back there. Your words made me feel the atmosphere that I remember. Very nostalgic experience for me.....great job.

  • unraveled
    July 27

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    I notice how in the second stanza, as you are reflecting on a memory, the phrases come slowly... with pauses.... like a memory itself.

    I could really appreciate the meaning within this poem because I feel the same way about nature and parks, a special and reverent connection. I love my neighborhood park and also have sweet memories there with my loved one!

    Thank you for entering,
    -cassidy


  • Maggie Kay gold member
    June 26
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    loved the begining picture great over all work
    keep it up
    kmp