Free verse № 131419
A Barefoot Day in the Park
Iâve decided to sit and wait
nothing more to do
My feet can take root
wet earth between my toes
like a girl again
moss growing over my hands
leaves from my fingers
Maybe a child will climb me
that boy throwing pebbles
onto an empty fountain
too much wisdom for his age
feeling misplaced
not made for this world
I wanted to say to him:
If not you, who?
13 comments
The title reminds me of that Redford and Fonda movie.
Even so I really liked the poem and it's images.
I like the first half of both stanzas but i think the end could use a little tweak.
The ending is a bit rushed.
Try and work the poem to its natural conclusion through image rather than 'explaining the plot'
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