John Lawless Poet Personification

Winter's Bench Mark

A park bench sits empty
Dawn dew dappled
An unseen shiver
Envious of the shaking dog
Senses a loneliness 
Hinted at by Winter’s chill
Passersby now scurry
Heads down, breath steaming
The squirrels will no longer come
Nor the pigeons
Cold winds will scourge the trees
Denude them of leaf and bird.

The bench imagines the dew drops
To be its farewell tears.

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Christina Bowring September 18, 2023 at 1:41 PM This is a wonderfully written poem John. Wonderful imagery. Very impressive. ‘ Dawn dew dappled’ ‘hinted at by winter’s chill’ Just lovely. The last two lines are so beautiful, so sad. So poignant. Really enjoyed it. Thank you for sharing.

Jan Allison September 17, 2023 at 9:06 AM what intense imagery John, perhaps the bench is mourning the loss of visitors who used to sit watching the world go by. really love this one and the title is so so clever:-)hugs Jan xx