Circled by High Fences

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Circled by High Fences

 

The park it was once theme-like

Decayed now to the ground

A ghostly symbol from the past

Now silent with no sound

 

The park, once full of laughter

With people having fun

All now past, forgotten

No more a park, no sun

 

A sound can still sometimes be heard

Breaking through the silence

Metal creaking in the breeze

Now circled by high fences

 

So why were you abandoned

Fun, laughter sucked away

Did people numbers dwindle?

You could not pay your way?

 

So why are you still showing

Echoes from your past?

The creaking of your metal

Your flags you fly half-mast?

 

You say no-one will buy you?

Dismantling costs too great

So in the meantime you decay?

Yes, this seems my fate...

 

Don Matthews July 2019

 

 

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Don Matthews

Fri 7th Feb 2020 08:28

Thankyou Keith and Tom for your comments. And for those who liked it. A serious side of me.

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Tom

Thu 6th Feb 2020 11:18

Really like this Don. One of your best. Melancholy, layered and a great flow to it.

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keith jeffries

Thu 6th Feb 2020 11:02

Don,

This is a really good poem which rhymes well and leaves the reader curious. A clever piece of writing.
Thanks for this

Keith

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