Prospect Park, Brooklyn
Inhale,
toss distractions aside
look up,
withdraw into silence.
Imitate spring's blood red blooms
whose heavy bells
turn insistent faces toward the sun -
drink in sea colored skies.
Hug the ground
like the Camperdown Elm
whose twisting, turning limbs
house birdsong and time.
Journey Olmsted's carriage paths,
on horseback, on foot
through Long Meadow, Ravine,
and Sullivan's Hill.
With dirt in your sandals,
perhaps grass between your toes,
walk within Meadowport, Endale,
and Nethermead.
Close your eyes, Lakeside,
hear the ducks splash,
feel your heart pound, your blood circulate,
and exhale.
by Margaret Bednar, May 8, 2015
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| Eastwood Bridge - oldest Prospect Park arch - Syrio-Egyptian influence |
This is linked with "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Get Listed - Pablo Neruda"
SO much to learn about this beautiful city. My son's new home will be in Brooklyn and I have been busy with his graduation and apartment hunting. I really enjoyed seeing this city for the first time and below I share a few links that will help you get to know the city as well.
The Bridges of Prospect Park (a post from Forgotten-NY)
Brooklyn Based
15 comments:
Mmmmm. So lovely, peaceful.
I'm not sure what addiction can be "tossed aside", but I like the overall feel of this, and LOVE both photographs, they're nothing but gorgeous.
I guess I was thinking of cell phones and headphones... perhaps I should use "distractions" instead. Thanks!
This is a gorgeous piece of work..!
xoxo
In a peaceful meditative mood I was walking with you between the verses...beautifully written xx
Oh, a big move for your son. I love that you found birdsong in the city - and put it in this poem!
This is so soothing and relaxing!
I found it very effective to set "Inhale" and "Exhale" apart on their own lines. So much can happen in the space of one deep breath. This poem is gorgeous and relaxing; I loved it.
Prospect park is a lovely place, full of beauty and energy, which your poem brings to life.
I will be there tomorrow morning, I will think of your words while I walk around... ;-)
This make me want to find a park and go walking. Wonderful springlike feeling in your words and pictures.
I was in Central Park last week, the tulips were blooming everywhere, and we caught a fantastic Wednesday amid their evidently cold and long winter / spring. Good luck to your son - I understand from friends that Brooklyn is quite a cool place.
you've caught the sense of spring so well here, Margaret, and matched the images splendidly. thanks for adding your voice ~
Beautiful — and a lovely way to incorporate the list words.
You have created an overall image of an idyllic setting. I do hope your son settles in and thrives in the city.
Yes, breathe in the beauty. What a beautiful word painting you have created. Its visuals delight the senses.
...dirt in your sandals...a perpetual happy state for me. I could feel the park. beautiful.
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