Best Central Park Poems

On this dreary winter morning I sit on a bench in Central Park.  Lost in my own 
thoughts of the conversation I had with my ex-wife and her last remarks.  I keep asking 
myself is it my fault?  What did I do...

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The frog green lilies on the mud brown pond
Drift between the ducks and the trees.
Leaning willows look at their reflections
Passers by contemplate their defections
The murky mist rises from the freeze....

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Central Park looks Beautiful When you’re In Love


Central Park without the gates of heaven screens;
     It’s heavenly, a poet daring to dream
  Harps and golden crowns of evenly bliss paradise

  Twilight, nylons and panels in the park;
  Where...

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While watching the zookeeper feed
The penguins was pleasing, indeed.
      A simple technique – 
      One fish for each beak
Seemed to work without witnessing greed.

The turtles and ducks were fed, too,
By a pond that’s a part...

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CENTRAL PARK VAMPYRE
There fell the night, in Central Park,
to shroud the world within the dark,
and wanderin came the soul of me,
to find a place to leave my mark.

And there within the night there be,
a lonely heart, my eyes did see,
just walking down into the dark,
and...

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In Central Park the crowds were out,
New York in all its glory,
With bikers, walkers, picnickers – 
The same old weekend story.

The horses clip-clopped on the road,
With carriages of tourists
While singers sang with microphones
And bands without (the purists).

But always there is something new –
Today, some art...

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Central Park is where I walk
Many people to who I talk
About the weather
May seam so small
Yet little talk
Is spread with all...

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A kaleidoscope of colors
Pictures etched in chalk
He draws not on a canvas
But on a worn out cement block

He spends his days in the park
On a path lined with rock
He possesses nothing more
Than a tin can full of chalk

He wears a T and faded jeans
Frayed at...

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One night in Central Park
Was a love that I embarked.
Of the moments I've endured,
I've never been so sure
Of what may compare to that boathouse,
'Cause when I looked into her eyes,
I saw a faint surprise
A moral hiding out.

Once upon a time, I loved.
Once it ended with...

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All the following are true: you love him. 

He loves you. 

You are not ready to be loved like that. 

He confesses how long he’s looked for a place to worship and, oh, you put him on his knees. 

On his knees for you, how...

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There is this man in Central Park
Has the most extraordinary cart
Doesn't sell hot dogs or magazines
What he sells are the best of homemade dreams

He makes them right there on the spot
Handle with care cause they come out hot
Has a magical toaster he drops them in
Before...

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MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE DOES CENTRAL PARK
There fell the night, on Central Park
to shroud the world within the dark,
and wanderin came the soul of me,
to find a place to leave my mark.

And there within the night there be,
a lonely heart, my eyes did see,
just walking down into...

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She pranced herself into the men's toilet
You see almost anything in Central Park
It is possible that she is illiterate, I'll bet,
I've been told it's commonplace after dark
She might've been playing Russian roulette. 

Written July 22, 2022
Submitted to "Bite Size Poem No. 50" Poetry Contest
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Central Park's cool event in May
Brings the gigolos out to play
Ilene says, "Its true!
They're all over you!"
Its Banana Split & Run Day...

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I saw Sting in the lobby this morning, we were going out and he was coming in. Lisa nudged me, “Sting” was all she whispered. He was with a woman and a man. The woman was talking to the doorman. Sting was dressed all in...

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