Poetry - Park Bench

Hello beautiful souls.

Welcome to my heart.

This is my reading of my poem Park Bench.

I write poetry to make sense of, express, and capture how I feel, in any given experience, as I make my way through this life.

Some of the things I experience in life can be very hard to logically explain, but poetry doesn't, and has never, needed to be logical.

What my poetry means to me may be very different to what it means to you. Such is the beauty of art.

I hope it touches you, in the way you need to be touched, in this very moment.

From my heart to yours.

Namaste.

Transcript

Sometimes I want to just sit on a park bench and remain there for the rest of my life,

Just watching the world go by.

Nowhere to go,

Nothing to do,

Just sit,

Absorbing the magnificence of creation all around me.

The birds chirping in the trees,

Two lovers holding hands,

The sweet fragrance of rose petals,

A sun-kissed grandpa and his newspaper,

A small child laughing with glee,

The smell of freshly cut grass,

The humming of a bee,

A dog barking whilst chasing a stick,

A little girl with chocolate ice cream on her face,

The branches of the trees swaying softly in the breeze.

So,

Tell me,

What else should I do with this life of mine?

So,

I sit and I watch and I smile.

Reviews

Beautiful vision - very calming and soothing. Sweet. Thank you.