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

[rubie]

I have always loved this song. It is such a beautiful love song......and you're piece here so expertly captures the promise of the whisper of spring. Thoughtful piece.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, Rubie...and welcome back!

[rubie]

Thank you. Not sure I am "back" in earnest, but I appreciate your saying so. My muse has been MIA forever. Perhaps if I return to poking around on here, she will return.....

[Cherrie Palmer]

The perfecting of the seasons they blend from day, to memory, to canvas. A beautiful poem Kelly.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you most kindly, Cherrie!

[Alfred Kukitz]

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

[Kelly Scheppers]

You know, I listened to this song for the first time in years, and I think I finally understood it, cake metaphor and all. It is quite beautifully worded and sung, and the music is an orchestration of brilliance. Nothing of the likes we'll ever hear again, that's for sure. Best wishes and much love to you, dear Al!

[C. M. Miller]

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.)

[Kelly Scheppers]

I was born and raised on the east coast, spent many winters sitting cross legged on my bed, writing my brains out. I remember the winters the most, for they took what was most dear from me...both my parents and my sister. Your reviews always bring perspective to another level, and that's what makes me smile. I love your "trifecta of blooming optimism". You just knocked my socks off! ; )

[Dave]

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

[john l smith]

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?)

[Kelly Scheppers]

Lol...thanks, Dave!

[Coyote Poetry]

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

[Kelly Scheppers]

You are ever so kind, John. Thank you!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Kelly.

[R.E. Ray]

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.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, my friend!

[barleygirl]

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

[Kelly Scheppers]

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

[barleygirl]

Thank you for good wishes . . . hard winter & reluctant spring kicks the a*s of this California wimp! *wink! wink!*

[gram linski]

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,

[Kelly Scheppers]

Thank you, Gram...much appreciate it!