Victoria Park, Truro
Where stress is eased from worried frowns
and songbirds pluck a vibrant cord
amongst the never-ending spruce
friendly robins trek in noisy disarray
as happy sounds upon the eve exude,
soft shadows quietly arouse a
velvet trail
and boundless energy withdraws for rest
to hear, to love, to smooth
the sounds within.
© 1985 Richard L. Provencher
All Rights Reserved
first published by The Cormorant
Spring 1988 Volume 6 Number 1
Saint John Campus,
University of New Brunswick

Comments
Beeme | August 16, 2009 - 20:41
A heart felt poem, Richard. I really enjoyed the read :-)
'to hear, to love, to smooth
the sounds within.'
These lines end the poem perfectly.
Beeme xx
Richard L. Prov... | August 17, 2009 - 02:10
Thank you so much, Beeme. This park is in the center of Truro, and I felt a rhythm overtake my senses in this writing. Richard LP