The Playground – Day 11 of NaPoWriMo 2016

This is not easy – I love the prompts and I want to write more poetry but I am off to a slow start. I’ll catch up with the earlier prompts later but here is my poem for today in response to the following prompt.

Today, I challenge you to write a poem in which you closely describe an object or place, and then end with a much more abstract line that doesn’t seemingly have anything to do with that object or place, but which, of course, really does An abstract, philosophical kind of statement closing out a poem that is otherwise intensely focused on physical, sensory details.

The Playground

Quiet, except for birds’ evening songs.
Still, but for the gentle breeze making chimes ring.
Empty, until the girls arrive.

Swings sway idly in the evening breeze.
Suspended bridge lies still.
Climbing wall with slack chain resting.
Silent slides await them.

The still life comes alive
With happy shouts and squeals of joy.
Swings soar skyward.
Girls spin on the tilted wheel – then jump, landing softly.

Hidden scars from childhood past.



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