Sights and Sounds at 1:00 p.m.

I took some time to give myself a much needed break from everyone for an hour at a nearby park

Airplane droning,

as it flys over-head,

intermittent passing cars,

whoosh by,

along the adjacent road.

Breeze blowing the dried leaves,

so that they crinkle

on the sidewalk.

 

The rhythmic hum,

as a boy

rides along on his skateboard.

I watch the shadow's

of the leaves

on the tree nearby

dance across the page,

as I write.

 

The click,

as a man

unlocks his car door,

preparing to leave.

Branches of trees,

dancing a rumba

with the wind,

except the one

in the corner;

it looks to be dancing

a waltz.

 

Voices, pieces of words,

fragments of sentences,

questioning, complaining,

informing,

some with laughter

tagging along.

Motorcycle

racing,

whizzing by.

 

Time to go.

I leave

with a sigh.

 

05/09

 

Reviews

[Craig2591]

Loved the part about the leaves. It's cool that you took some time to pay attention to those things that we normally just ignore. Thank you for sharing.

[Barbara Walker]

Thank you!

[Coyote Poetry]

I like peace and quiet. Your description took me to a busy location. I like the description and the desire to go home. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Barbara Walker]

Thank you!

[Doctor JKC]

"Breeze blowing the dried leaves,

so that they crinkle

on the sidewalk."

"Branches of trees,

doing a rumba

with the wind,"

Again fine examples of word smithing
and keen observation.
You make the ordinary magical.
Jack