Waterpark

Waterpark

A Poem by Dana Alsamsam

The way the giant bucket
That cascades water
Seems to have shrunken 
Considerably, the waters impact
Eternally lessened. 

The lazy river
shorter. the deep end
shallower. The slides
Slower. 

The way I wrap my arms 
Around my stomach 
Until my knuckles are white
In attempt to obscure
What I used to show freely. 

The way I no longer 
Become temporary best friends
With the person next to me
In a mere five minutes. 

The way the iconic
Chlorinated scent 
Now recalls memories
Of past adventures instead
Of creating new ones. 

It all makes me think
Maybe as we get older, 
Our world expands, 
But everything within it
Gets smaller. 

Maybe some objective
Lens is peeled back 
That makes the water park
Lose its sparkle. 

© 2013 Dana Alsamsam


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lovely piece you put me there on that park..lol :) nicely written..100/100

Posted 11 Years Ago


Dana Alsamsam

11 Years Ago

thank you so much!
lovely piece you put me there on that park..lol :) nicely written..100/100

Posted 11 Years Ago


Dana, I love this! Makes me say, 'Oh damn.' My kids are so excited about summer, to me it is like any other set of days. I miss the excitement of being young and carefree. You made me yearn for it here. Nicely done, girl! Angi~

Posted 11 Years Ago


Dana Alsamsam

11 Years Ago

thank you so much for your kind words! i wish your children all the innocence and naivety in the wor.. read more
"The lazy river

shorter. the deep end

shallower. The slides

Slower.




The way I wrap my arms "
A nice poem. I feel some unanswered questions and reflections in it...Well done...:)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Dana Alsamsam

11 Years Ago

thank you for reading and for your kind words! there are plenty of unanswered questions here that wo.. read more
Sami Khalil

11 Years Ago

Wow. So true... You are welcome...:)
Such a true sentiment, shown with imagery and emotion. I prefer to remove myself from those far away moments, and go "zen" when visiting old playgrounds, but even when the excitement is reached in some respects, that innocence and those feather-like friendships, born out of shared experiences is hard to come by, if at all. A perceptive and melancholy piece very nice.

Posted 11 Years Ago


its a beautiful piece of writing this one.. i loved it. The way you have used the water park to talk about things is really nice.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Not bad. I like your imagery and I like the matter-of-fact tone in this piece. Sets each other off nicely. One note - very last line, should be 'its'. Other than that, nice little descriptive piece. Good work.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dana Alsamsam

11 Years Ago

thank you for reading and for the correction!

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Added on May 26, 2013
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Tags: family, water park, growing up, vacation, wisconsin dells, pool

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Dana Alsamsam
Dana Alsamsam

Chicago, IL



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"my brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness." i dance, write and play violin. i'm studying english and training in dance in chicago. i like spooky things, red lipstick, caffeine, punk/indi.. more..

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