Stanley Park

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    • nayachiro
    • is going to Ohio to see the grandchildren, what fun !

    Stanley Park

    Muffled opera from the apartment
    above
    Cars and rollerblades whiz by
    undeterred

    Wind in my face
    Fresh salt air
    Teenagers holding their spot
    laughing

    This world flies up to meet me
    In it's own unique way
    How could I want
    for anything 
    more

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    nayachiro’s Poems (31)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    nowhere 2
    Poetry Saved Me 1
    Winter Rose 4
    Set Free 1
    Feelings 4
    Shake 0
    dream 0
    ...and bring you home to me 0
    For You 2
    Poem to Ann 0
    Standing Here 1
    Engulfed 1
    Morning 0
    Fixing a window 0
    Like the Wind 0
    Truth 0
    Sweet Comfort 0
    Foolish 0
    Clearlight 0
    Marshmallow 0
    Sex over 50 5
    Discard Loneliness 0
    Holy Dance 0
    Stanley Park 0
    Wild Geese 0
    Writing 0
    falling rain 0
    When I am gone 0
    Out 0
    For Kitty 0
    Sacred life 1