At the Park (Karen Andrews)

Posted on October 31, 2010 by in Heightened Talk


At the park siblings fall,

parading their love to the throng

they crash in limbs and kisses

to the bottom of the playground slide.


Aged matrons pass by,

charioting their mobility scooters towards the pond

to feed some aquatic friends.

A habitually helicoptering mother

buoyed by sudden pride,

stands up to offer a hand but her eldest,

the daughter,

flicks it away.

“We don’t want you!”


Suddenly, the ducks scamper.

Their wings chart an uncertain trajectory across the sky as

the matrons contemplate the empty water; one nibbles a bread crust.

Coming to a silent agreement, they click the gears into reverse

and leave with the screams of youth in their ears.