A Walk In The Park. Comments

One of the very best poems I have read on poemhunter, for certain. It has an essence of Rainer Maria Rilke floating through it, like the wind of that 'nearby country' called life.

Incredible. I love how you have each stanza begin with today, and how poignantly the window (your vision) plays so into the first and final stanza, like a deep, melancholy longing to look, yet not quite see. The cold as metaphor is sublime. Perfect.

Today I'm watching the lovers walking in the park walking and talking through the park and sitting on a bench to watch the summer softball teams playing......the past memories reflected here touchingly. A beautiful poem relating to life and death has been shared amazingly.

Absolutely beautiful. Every line so visual. It was wonderful and also sad to take this walk through the park with you. Thank you so very much for sharing with us.

Susan I came to the park because you took me there then I learnt that it was only imagination. Such a wonderful poem full of feeling and freely flowing!

Lovely line that are full of life and imagination. Well done Susan.

Rebecca Navarre - - Reply box remains inoperable. So here we are- meeting outside the box [I could not resist a pun here] I am so glad you enjoyed reading this- it is one of my favorites. I appreciate your encouraging comments more than can be said.

An Ever So Heart Felt Poem! ! ! ! ! Inspiring To Read! ! ! ! ! We All Can Relate To Wintery Days, Fall, Spring, Or Come What May, When In Bed We Just Wish To Stay... And Dream A few yrs away. Yet, Love And Beauty In Life Makes Us Grateful For Our Ever Day! ! ! ! ! Touching Our Hearts In A Spiritual Way! ! ! ! ! Thank You Ever So Much Again, For Sharing This! ! ! ! ! Beyond #S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ..........................+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

This was a progression I wasn't expecting. I think you've done a great job of illustrating the illness process through your story....the 'ing' words put so much movement into the poem and makes me think of a person sifting quickly through images and memory....all is beauty...and then an abrupt shift. Well done! Nice writing.

A powerful philosophical poem on the unchanging nature of change. Somehow, after reading the poem I thought of Robert Frost. I really do not know why, perhaps it's because your childbirth of profundity leaves me with an enigma to ponder just like: The Road Not Taken & Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening. A great work of art - a masterpiece. Again, I'm totally mesmerized by your intellectual passion for poetry. Remain blessed my dear.

Today the rain is etching painful paths down the window pane....I can feel the pain. I can feel a burning sensation in my eyes. This poem has touched me.

This is a beautiful philosophical poem on life and death based on metaphor having haunting expression and nice diction. We are in change always with the change of time and seasons. The concluding stanza is much impressive. Thanks for posting.

It good to always have that place which looks like second home...i guess the park was your safe haven...i love this piece

A lovely write that initially brought summer to my mind and the urge to share the park and the warmth. The sobering season change with the leaves letting go and the image of the little frozen bird saddened me and I too would rather retire from these melancholic images and tuck up warm or gaze at a blazing fire. A beautiful poem that lingers in my thoughts.

Beautiful poem. Park remaining the same while the seasons keeps on changing especially like our emotions, travellers too keep on changing. What we see tomorrow may be a change. Loved reading it.

you left me breathless... a staccato effect... with a pause only between the stanzas... a powerful effect created..... the urge to hop down to the beautifully captured park scene below. nice liked

Oh, Wow! ! ! ! ! Susan, This Is So Beautifully Etched! ! ! ! ! The Words And The Rhyme The Seasons Joyous, And Melancholy Time! ! ! ! ! Is So Perfectly And Wonderfully Done! ! ! ! ! Thank You Ever So Much For Sharing This! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Many Many! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 10++++++++++++++++S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Added to Favorites Too! ! ! ! !

A beautiful write. Vivid imagery to create an atmosphere where life and death go hand in hand. This park as a metaphor for life is placed before the reader's eyes to discern and reflect and conclude....this is life. Small things happening in daily life contain a lot of meaning. How keenly you observe. A beautiful descriptive write with a touch of philosophy to add weight to it. A super 10.

A lovely walk in the park in different seasons, great visuals as I read along, and as the snow comes down outside here just now i think I shall stay in the warmth and read some more lol ;) Annette

I could hear the crack of the bat, that unmistakable sound from a distance. Somewhere dust is flying as a runner slides into a base under greening skies and birds returning just to prance or sing for the entertainment of two young lovers strolling and then alas the change in weather inside and out and then the slinking away from the gray window pane to the familiar island bed and dreams of sunnier days.........splendid.