the park benches were empty
and
looked sad
~~
the picnic tables
looked like they missed having sticky popsicle hands all over them
the lake
looked beautiful and tough
like she was gritting her teeth knowing soon she would be fighting with winter
~~
although
I did see her smile a few times
when the clouds and the sun
~running hand in hand~
came out for a game of marco polo
the swings stood still
like they were sleeping
not letting even the slightest breeze push them around
and
as I walked away
the benches and the tables and the lake and the swings
all started to sing
and
even though it was a sad song and their voices cracked a little
I think I heard them say
"don't forget about us"
*
24 comments:
I like how the fallen leaves make the ground around the tree look like carpet.
Beautiful pictures and the writing to go with them...superb! They'll soar agian soon!
Only you could make us feel sorry for a swing! Somehow, I'm not sure the picnic table miss the sticky popsicle fingers though. I love parks when they're empty & bare in fall & winter. The swings in a row is a great picture. (These comments seem a little disjointed, there must be a grammatical term for it...oh well)
I'm glad you heard their song... such a beautiful post...
:-)
(((hugs))),
love,
me
so much promise in this farewell ...
Oh you make me feel so sorry for all of the emptyness... But so deeply captured.
Did you? Did you? Take a sneek swing? I'll bet you did :-) I'm smiling big times here.
I much perfer the spring and summer months too. I don't like being in the cold. Everything seems so gloomy and pessimistic.
I love this post.
What superb photography and what a way with words! Enjoyed finding your blog and perusing here for a while.
We won't forget to beautiful park. We will dream of it during the cold winter months. Dreams of the sunshine shining on the water, reflecting the beauty around it. Swinging and singing will come again.
Love the photo of the swings. Great perspective!
Beth - you have a way of storytelling that I love. I will be back to visit again soon.
Oh, so sad! I've been fighting the melancholy of things dying but I'm trying to think of them just resting for the next season. But still...
Beautiful, still and peaceful, though I suspect there will be winter activity - I would like to see the same scenes photographed in winter's snow - and again in the rebirth of spring. Lovely photographs.
these pictures are so pretty... it looks a little forlorn though. makes me feel bad for the empty park!
so bittersweet. just lovely.
sweet and lonely words - poor little playground
beautiful shots
thank you so much for the comment on my blog...and after visiting yours, i definitely agree that we have tons of things in common ;o)
you've been the shining light in my rain-soaked week!
love + luck + bliss,
missysue xox
Oh, that lake. That lake. That lake. That lake!!
Thanks Beth ... it felt like my walk in the park for today. The rains have come east and this is day two of being stuck indoors. Love the images and the phrasing, as always!
Looks like a fun day in the park. The lake photo took my breath away.
This post is poetry...beautiful Beth!
What a vision! And you had blue skies! Lovely poem!
Sticky popsicle hands...I love that!
I love the stories you tell. So much.
xo
Beth,
these are lovely!
you shoot from some
very cool angles & perspectives.
beautiful!
Chuck
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