MacArthur's Park

MacArthur's Park

A Poem by Kelly Scheppers


It was MacArthur’s Park

where we walked in crusts of snow,

talking of Christmases past

and how welcomed spring would be 

with daffodils in a window box.

It was early March.

A northeast wind was beckoning at our backs.

Soon the dogwood trees would be in bloom,

with a hum of mowers ubiquitously heard

manicuring lawns in emerald green.


© 2019 Kelly Scheppers


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On my way to see Debra I heard this song in what seemed years and always feel as though it lead me to her.
I swear Kelly words are in love with you!

Love,
al

Posted 1 Month Ago


Kelly Scheppers

1 Month Ago

You know, I listened to this song for the first time in years, and I think I finally understood it, .. read more
Ya'know, I am not the sharpest poetic knife in the drawer, but I kinda/sorta intuit that snow is a recurring theme for you. For me/myself/and I, our consensus is that this poem is clearly a daybreak-awakener of hearts, hope, and happiness; a trifecta of blooming optimism, promises, and caffeinated poetic fruition. (full disclosure here, I totally stole "fruition" from john l smith's review.)

Posted 1 Month Ago


Kelly Scheppers

1 Month Ago

I was born and raised on the east coast, spent many winters sitting cross legged on my bed, writing .. read more
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What a delightful, colorful promise of spring you present to us. So much better than the bitterness of winter. We've all ready seen the first crocuses and the forsythia have buds ready to burst. Like you, I love spring and its beauty, so different from the beauty of winter.

Take care - Dave

Posted 1 Month Ago


lovely thoughts which have mostly come to fruition here with our (so far) second warmest spring on record?
Miserable winter
fabulous (dry) spring
crazy weather
( donecha just lovethe spellin checker?)

Posted 1 Month Ago


Kelly Scheppers

1 Month Ago

Lol...thanks, Dave!
The artwork and the words were amazing. The thoughts of spring tempt us when Winter is holding on. Thank you dear Kelly for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 1 Month Ago


Kelly Scheppers

1 Month Ago

You are ever so kind, John. Thank you!
Coyote Poetry

1 Month Ago

You are welcome dear Kelly.
Thank you for taking me to MacArthur’s Park. Seems like I just had Spring stroll along the benches and blooming dogwoods. Love the image and your words, Kelly.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

1 Month Ago

Thank you, my friend!
You pack a ton of vivid imagery & you cover a considerable stretch of the seasonal overlap with your well-crafted observations. Great details we can all relate to (daffodils & dogwood!) Love the song your title harkens back to (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 2 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

1 Month Ago

Good to have you back among us, Margie. Thank you!
barleygirl

1 Month Ago

Thank you for good wishes . . . hard winter & reluctant spring kicks the a*s of this California wimp.. read more
Good read, Kelly, love that time of year, with still a hint of winter in the air, hand in hand and frozen breathe in air, and the joys of spring approaching,

Posted 2 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

1 Month Ago

Thank you, Gram...much appreciate it!
Why is it that Winter cold covers the land but not the memory? Perhaps time indoors, radio and erupting thoughts meld to throw out notes forgotten til nostalgia takes over. Thinking back somehow magnifies how 'it was'.. the one chord becomes a symphony.. The hottest, most memorable moments are often hidden, both rapt and wrapped yet - longing to sing out again. Perhaps?

Posted 2 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Months Ago

"...the one chord becomes a symphony." So, so true, Em. What a beautiful perspective!
emmajoy

2 Months Ago

That's how your words touched me, Kelly. Take care of yourself, please.
had to go listen to Richard Harris sing that song Kelly.... there is a line in the song "I'll never have that recipe again".... but I think your word painting this as winter turning into spring is a recipe ("another dream") captured in those yellow daffodils and dogwood blooms... and one of the things about recipes (continuing the metaphor) is that the really good ones are always changed with a touch of this or a pinch of that... makes the dish more exciting.... anyway, those northeast winds can be tricky at times... lol..

yes, Kelly I loved your poem... ;0)

Posted 2 Months Ago


Kelly Scheppers

2 Months Ago

Curt, your presence here is truly the highlight of my day, and I thank you with all my heart!

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Kelly Scheppers
Kelly Scheppers

San Diego, CA



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