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Revisiting My Park

Luneta, I used to almost venerate you once
but glassy skyscrapers have put you away…
still, I kept the fragrant lawns deep in my bones,
with Muppet tricks and hazy star-gazing.
Although recollections pump on my mind,
you’ve transformed, you’ve changed...
I buried you away till on mellow, rainy days
memories pass …just like kites in the evening
or those riotous, girlish escapades
igniting shadow-plays to all come out…
and everything is drowned in retrospection.
Tonight, I visit your new ponds and clinch my hand 
because for all my affinity to remembrances,
it's the shadow of childhood, of impish friends

that make the most languishing stories. 



2/20/2016
Contest of Craig Cornish: The Park 
*Luneta (Rizal)Park ~  one of the most historic
areas in our city
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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A. Sharma Avatar
February 21, 2016 at 9:55 PM
Congrats on ur awesome win nette!
Delaney Avatar
February 21, 2016 at 8:13 PM
This is beautiful Nette: The mood and tone you created is outstanding and soulful. Hugs, SuZ
A   Avatar
February 20, 2016 at 9:33 PM
Nette, Congratulations on your awesome win. Always ~LINDA~
George   Avatar
February 20, 2016 at 6:00 PM
I knew this was top-notch the first time I read it, Nette. Many congrats. Elaine
Dietrich Avatar
February 20, 2016 at 5:36 PM
I love yours because it is also about nostalgia. That is what really came to me. With your usual flair, you created a beauty. Congrats on the win.
George   Avatar
February 20, 2016 at 5:32 AM
STUNNINGLY BEAUTIFUL! Sure to top the winners list, Nett. Elaine
Scars Avatar
February 19, 2016 at 7:36 PM
Nette, beautiful poem, good luck in the contest -luloo
Turner Avatar
February 19, 2016 at 3:18 PM
Great tribute to the park and your memories, nette. My fear is that even though we still have parks, kids just aren't safe to play anymore like we did as kids. Sorta takes all of the fun out when you have to be chaperoned all of the time. Good luck my poetic friend. Peace
Datu Avatar
February 19, 2016 at 3:16 PM
I have not seen an excellent poem like this in a long time--pensive, haunting. It grabbed me until I froze on your last line. How unique in style, approach, and substance.
Andresen Avatar
February 19, 2016 at 2:01 PM
- A green paradise in a modern city, a great place to enjoy - Good luck in the contest - Have a lovely Friday, Nette - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Allison Avatar
February 19, 2016 at 1:35 PM
Our memories of childhood will remain even when the actual place has changed beyond all recognition - vivd descriptive write Nette good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx
Smith Avatar
February 19, 2016 at 1:32 PM
We need more parks and less skyscrapers... Lovely nette ...
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