Park

Look you, to the path Through the copse A soft floor of mulch Bushes tucked in clumps And across the vale And on out beyond You can just make out Park And the 7-Eleven

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Brian Sambourne

Date: 3/1/2021 6:34:00 PM

Funny, clever poem, Belden. The intrusion of the corner store on nature is a nice turn, indeed. Best wishes, Brian

Belden Raiser
Date: 3/2/2021 10:55:00 AM

Thanks Brian, My friend said it is Americana but the first line is from Hamlet ''—look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament.'' It is one of the few of mine that I can recite from memory so it gets a lot of mileage :D

Sigrid Ermine

Date: 11/10/2020 3:33:00 PM

... That's about right...! It becomes increasingly difficult to take ourselves conveniently to a place which feels untainted by man-made development..... Thanks for your succinct poinant observation, dear Belden.

Belden Raiser
Date: 11/10/2020 4:02:00 PM

I live so far back in the woods that we have to pipe in the sunlight. I have fond memories of walking with my cousins to the 7-eleven when we visited my grandmothers in the city. Would not want to live there. Thank you Sigrid.