My Playground
(In colors for change)
My playground became an empty field
boarded up by a fence and a gate
to insulate and inoculate this cityscape
My land of play had a new fate.
Once upon a time the colors draped down and up as colors do
They whirled fast on a merry go round that became a painted blur
My first art lesson occurred.
As fast as my little legs could go
I climbed to the top of the slide
step by step
So proud my arms were open wide
As they reached up to the sky
Where the blues and the clouds made me cry
my first taste of pride
I got older, and memories swooped
I played basketball in that park
Orange balls skirted red hoops
And gold wedding bands were loops
That linked to people around the park
Their stories were in many hues
Marriages, little ones, and lots of news
But now the sign says:
Closed Park
So I looked through a furrowed hole in the wooden fence in the dark.
Like an old photo, everything in Sepia was outlined with chalk.
In my mind’s eye, I couldn’t let these memories slip away
Thought in my dream that this park was on the fringe of change
One call might find a new burst of color and and a major rearrange
A city answer and a community group
We started to rebuild our park and coined it "Stone Soup”
Two tons of dirt and some train track filings, muscle grease and steel pylons.
The old play equipment was replaced
With a grass colored tree house, and multi- color cars
You couldn’t miss those little drivers
Not even from afar
Behind the fence the sun light shined on the dense weeds which very soon would turn to seedlings
Kids and parents wheeled in wagons of plants and herbs, and the parade of happy colors was undisturbed.
Lavender, and rosemary, tomatoes and peppers, something like Silphium and flower colors that created pandemonium.
This is a color called harmonium. The park is coming back.
Conceived.
The color of joy is received.
About the Creator
Zel Harrison
I travel with a nap sack on my back to gather stories and sit in the circle of humanity.
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