Rockman Pritts Poet Rhyme

I Love This Bench

I love this bench
It's where I sit
To think of words
And rhymes of wit

Passers by
And featherd friends
Conjure thoughts
That have no end

I close my eyes
And I could be
On city street
Or by the sea

A salty spray
Or buses stench
It matters not
I love this bench

Rockman  :-)

Written for the Black Eyed Susan "On A Bench" contest.

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Karen Anglesey October 18, 2013 at 1:06 AM A vivid and pleasing journey. I need to find that bench :)

Andrea Dietrich August 19, 2013 at 3:13 PM didn't this get entered into the contest. If it did, I can't believe Susan did not place it. I would have put one like this into my top three!!! It's really good.

Cherl Dunn April 27, 2013 at 5:58 PM COOL WRITE ENJOYED IT ALOT. I THINK EVERYONE HAS A SPECIAL QUIET PLACE TO THINK AND WRITE. THANK YOU FOR SHARING.

Victoria Anderson-Throop April 26, 2013 at 2:39 PM word choice is artless.....pace is racing and rhythm perfect..

Ilene Bauer March 26, 2013 at 3:28 PM love it, especially the last verse! i, too, sometimes sit on a bench and write - it's a great place to be.