Short Parkway Poems

october morn
river drifting by
lone parkway benches



posted on May 27, 2018...

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Why do we DRIVE on the PARKway
and PARK in the DRIVEway?
Shouldn't it be the opposite way?...

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coney island
bay parkway
prospect park
sheepshead bay

place eighty percent 
of my ashes 
where they were once 
most happy

and twenty percent 
mail to the IRS
return receipt 
requested...

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Highway pedals screech as I tread off to saunter near the woods
Gaze lost in spiraling bark, idle with no purpose, blanketed 
The wind brings a spotted butterfly, unannounced with cheer...

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They turned out for the ball
decked out in their finest
   gowns of green
sleeves frilly lace-trimmed
weaving and waving their charms
   to a gentle breeze
alternating from deep, rich tones
to a sun-splashed yellow
topped off by lush garlands
   wreathed offerings...

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THE VISIT

Mellowed rose buds
In sweet morning dew
Stand glazed in amber dawn
Slightly yawning;

Basking in the warm sunshine
Green lizards mock 
Smiling blades of grass;

Across the parkway
A swollen grave reflected
Another child nipped
In the bud of hope:

We wept the visit....

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Battle scar from spider bite
Shame from things done wrong
Freckled with regrets

Nothing secretive or hidden
I am as open as a flower
Showing my innards

Memories other have long forgotten
I hang on to forever
Reliving my despair and my sorrow

No secrets 
I spill it all out onto the parkway
letting others dance in my truth...

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As I was driving along the Garden State Parkway 
Radio on, thinking kind thoughts 
I came upon a toll booth 
A long line of vehicles was ahead of me 
An old man tried to merge in 
Drivers refused him 
I waved him ahead of me 
I acknowledged his peace sign 
And paid him back with a thumbs up 
He paid his dollar fifty toll and moved on 
My turn to pay 
The collector waved me through 
The old man paid my toll 
Karma...

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A huge hemisphere,
a lake two and half miles long,
many shady trees,
cars on Grand Central Parkway...
happy kids on swings and slides.


It's very quite here,
people walking and chatting
in the greenest park,
they're safe even after dark...
it's the perfect haven! 


Nighttime seems daytime
when lights shine on all faces
watching a play, or
listening to pop or rock...
what a view from my window!


Written by Andrew Crisci
9/14/2011...

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Waves of blue extend as far as the eye can see
raising high above the leafless treetops I dwell
a turquoise statue rests in the parkway
broken kneecaps and fingers but I don't know who
is attributed this honor dressed in flags of red
I close my eyes and imagine the battle scar
at Fort Sheridan where settlers dreams came true
A black bird glides down upon this glory
the sun starts shining through the clouds
and my thoughts wander to visions of you...

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It is pointless to write with dull pencils
When a pen keeps the sheep safe at night.

And water can flow from a hole in the ground
As long as the spring’s not too tight.

Cargo is sent from a shipyard
But a shipment can go out by car.

A wise man is often superior
But a wise guy is usually subpar

Tonight I will drive down the parkway,
Yet park in the driveway at home.

No wonder I can’t speak this language
It only makes sense in a poem!


© Dean Wood
Oct. 26, 2017...

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To reach my son, you take the Hutch*
To exit 29.
His town is listed, bold and bright,
Right on the exit sign.

So it was quite a big surprise,
A month or two ago,
To see that exit 18
Was the way that we should go.

The highway numbers all were changed
Without a heads-up call,
The reason why a mystery,
Our need to know quite small.

My brain’s been programmed all these years
To 29, but now,
I have to cross some wires - 
How I wish that I knew how!

*Hutchinson River Parkway...

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