March 4, 2009
By , Howell, NJ
It was hidden, in the darkness,
No one suspected its existence.
But it was there, always for us,
Far away, at a distance.
I remember, as a child,
Walking delicately on the moss.
The weather, nice and mild,
Never warned us, of our loss.
It was paradise, always heaven,
Sunlight shining, through the trees.
I remember, I was seven,
When I played, amidst the leaves.
Five years later, it was over,
Sunlight gone, a cold wind.
Time, instead of moving slower,
Sped up, like a violin.
It was gone, my life was saddened,
It was colder, happiness gone.
Until springtime, when I realized,
That life was over, a new begun.
Now I pass it, on the highway,
It is cold, no sunlight shines.
But it is special, in a sad way,
The solitude, you'll find.
The land forsaken,
The playground abandoned,
I was aching,
It was broken.
Oh so sad, but so free,
I see it there, but I can't enter.
'Private Property!' Oh let me be,
For five years, it was my mentor.
Someday, I'll be back there,
Weaving among the trees.
Sitting in a lounge chair,
With happy sun, falling on me.
It will be there, until that day,
The memories, of such happiness.
Children at play,
Once more, will I know innocence.

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zurielitsme said...
Mar. 23, 2009 at 12:12 am
Great poem. Such insight and creativity. I really enjoyed the poem
marissaa said...
Mar. 21, 2009 at 1:24 am
this reminds me of Brookside..i know this author went there. but it made me feel peaceful but sullen at the same time..if that makes sense. it was very good[:
JoeDaPlummer said...
Mar. 17, 2009 at 11:38 pm
Nice Poem! It is very bittersweet.
Robyn G. said...
Mar. 16, 2009 at 10:07 pm
This poem is so beautifully written! Although it is sort of melancholy, it's bittersweet, because although the innocence is lost for the time being, that hope of someday reclaiming it is very . . . mesmerizing and powerful. I absolutely loved the poem, and the feelings it provoked. Great job! This poem is AMAZING! LOVED IT!
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