MacArthur's Park

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.

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

I think this is better than the other. It says what it should say and flows effortlessly.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I think its a better one, too, Ken. I like the melancholy it stirs. Thank you!

[Onlyme]

Perfect photo and poem, that harks the coming of spring. With open arms and a warm heart. To take away the chill and gloom of wintertime.

[Kelly Scheppers]

We're definitely all waiting for some warmth! Thanks so much, Dawn!

[Lydia Shutter]

Spring will come soon to all parts of the US and so many will be happy. You chose the perfect photo to accompany your words here, Kelly. The circle of life continues and the seasons change....but we always have our memories. A bit of poignancy in this one. Very lovely. Lydi**

[Kelly Scheppers]

I feel blessed today, with the friendships and kindness from poets like you. Thank you, Lydi!

[Ted Kniffen]

A great photo to go with a great poem. I feel for those who have never experienced the change from winter to spring. There is something to be said for the cold and snow...I think of it as the time Nature dials back and the air becomes crisp and biting...then spring comes and the season of hope has returned.
The scene of transition was painted perfectly.
Well done, Kelly.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I'll forever hear those mowers humming in my mind, of all those winters past. We spring ahead one hour this weekend for daylight savings time. Spring is indeed making its transition as we speak. Thank you, Ted. It's always a pleasure having you here.

[Gerald Parker]

Fabulous little poem. Very evocative. I found "welcomed' not very smooth and 'welcome' sounding better. You are very lucky receiving so many hits and reviews. Jealous.

[Kelly Scheppers]

I think you may be right about the word "welcome" Gerald. Thanks for the heads up! Yes, I am very thankful every day for the reviews I get. I attribute it as one of the benefits of being here for almost eleven years. It takes a lot of work, but I truly love it. Nice to meet you, Gerald. Thanks again!

[Einstein Noodle]

perfect pill to still the chill ;) your work has a very natural rhythm .... and ...for me...overall, a delightful reading experience my friend .. growing up in upstate NY the "crunch" holds a bunch ... of memories and emotions ... the stillness of a walk with a friend on a winter's path ... mmmmmmmmmmmm delightful :) pic complements the poem well says i! now when the wind turns and comes from the South .. moist and laden with scent of rain .. is the best! Old man winter looses its icey grip ... i live in Arkansas now and our daffodils have been blooming for a couple weeks now ;p
E.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Old man winter is loosening his icy grip, little by little, day by day. I shall now think of you whenever I see a daffodil. Thank you, Gene!

[Einstein Noodle]

ohhhhhhhhh you are the best my friend ... and now I shall think of you as well ;) in fact i will send up my prayers for you and yours as i see our world come to life in all its forms .. after the daffodils come our flowering pear trees .. beautiful ... like your legs :)))

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Kelly... daffodils definitely have a way of finding their way when sun beams melt the snow of winter’s heart. The Cardinals show up with their mates in bright red feathers to plan a nest for their young. The Bluejays seem like attorneys approving the choice of homes and
safety measures. The mourning doves say daily prayers as we provide seeds and blessings. The northeast wind beckons as buds begin to wake and stir the movement of daffodils winking undercover. Your poetry has given our wish for warm weather a venue to dance and sing a song of rebirth. truly, Pat

[Kelly Scheppers]

You are a blessing, Pat. Thank you!

[Patricia Wedel]

Kelly, are a fountain of laughter and love everafter... truly, Pat

[Island Hippy]

Aloha Kelly, this is lovely very pretty, has the warmth and romantic vibe of winter bowing out to make way for spring as the aina stretches her legs a bit. Beautiful imagery. Many mahalo

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you kindly for making my day!

[Crowley]

You always manage to make the world sound like it looks in movies and paintings. I always leave your writing relaxed and struck. Great job Kelly!!

[Kelly Scheppers]

I love having your presence here, I really do. Thank you from the bottom of my heart!

[kentuck14]

Kelly,
Oh, those late snowstorms . . . how I hated them! Somehow you've put a dash of each season in this poem in very quick order. Walking in snow does seem to elicit many thoughts. That is until your feet get cold and your nose starts to run. How's that for a comment on a very romantic poem!?

By the way: Don't know what park the photo's of . . . but it reminds me of a portion of Washington Park in Albany, NY. (as if you cared! Ha).
Tom

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, Tom. As always, much appreciated!