Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Urban Playground

The mommies or daddies
Or nannies convene
With toddlers or infants in tow.
The strollers get parked
And, as well, on the scene 
Are the scooters for those in the know.

The sandbox and monkey bars
Plus all the slides
Keep everyone happy at play,
While the older kids run
And, at times, someone hides
On a typical after-school day.

The playground is jammed;
All the benches are filled
As the laughter and shouts fill the air
And as evening draws near
Soon the sounds will be stilled 
As the silence, so strange, settles there.

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Anne-Lise Andresen May 18, 2019 at 1:48 PM - An overwhelming silence ... lovely written, Ilene :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Caren Krutsinger May 17, 2019 at 8:02 PM It is so cold and dark at night in the same park - the ambience completely opposite of the day time revelry and laughter. You have nailed this, Ilene.

Jan Allison May 17, 2019 at 5:23 PM lovely observation as ever Ilene:-) In our local park the young kids go and the teenagers congregate so its never quiet:-) hugs jan xx

Gershon Wolf May 17, 2019 at 2:26 PM Gosh, that last line is the straw that stirs the soup (of the poem), so to speak. It's so haunting, that silence settling over the playground. Two thumbs way up, Ilene! :) gw