Sitting on this small park bench
Chase Hunter

Sitting on this small park bench
waiting in the winds while the trees undress
I look for a path that could change the past

All the words I speak are just continuous ideas I seek
Planning out my future like I am supposed to know who to be

Sitting on a park bench with the Autumn leaves
conversing with myself of what I actually want and need

Well I will truly never know until I succeed
but success is just an optimist of serenity
and sometimes even greed

So for now I will just sit on this park bench
with the calm and cooling breeze
Just being happy that I am me

#future   #happy   #me   #park   #bench  
Come sit with me on the bench,

Come sit with me on the bench,

In the mid-winter summer bliss,

And walk on the back like a balance beam,

And tell me things it never seems

That you'd tell anyone but me.

We had a bench
Amy I Hughes
Amy I Hughes
Sep 11, 2013

We had a bench
Our bench
On top of a hill
The valleys, the world
Under our feet
I'd have rum n' raisin
You'd have butterscotch
We'd sit close
It was always cold
And eat our ice creams
On our bench

I went to see it today
To see if it was still there
Now that you're gone
It was
It felt bigger
Colder in everyway
Lifeless views
I stared into nothing
Until I couldn't take the chill
As I left, I looked back
Hot tears came
As I said goodbye
Now it's just a bench
Not ours

its gonna make sense
its gonna make sense
Jul 11      Jul 12

i'm at the edge
and it is impossible for me
to give space to you
because if i do
i may fall



#love   #broken   #fall   #hurt   #space  
It was a pretty standard bench;
Liz Devine
Liz Devine
Aug 6, 2014

It was a pretty standard bench;
the same one in the catalogs
with golden lillies
engraved right into the plaque
on the back rest

But Oh, how I loved
to sit there for hours
just kicking my feet back
and forth
watching the cars go by

He sat there once too
beneath the moon
and under the oak trees
in all his galant glory
I was ashamed;
but he was beautiful

the bench
Sam Stone Grenier

It's me,
the bench

The one who
let you nestle
your scraped knee
atop my wooden boards

The bench
that watched your parents
interlock their lips
from prom to
the sound of bells
those wedding bells

The bench
who would adorn
your family

the bench
who would mourn
your family

I have almost
withered away now
time is almost over now

But replacements are fine
I see a badge on this new bench
"Dedicated to you and your family."

I am happy now
I can die in piece now

I am the bench
and I loved you so

Summer Novak
Summer Novak
Jul 15, 2012

the benches i always sit at are as cold as ice.
their metal structures scream at me to get off of them…

to leave them be and let them rust in silence and in solitude.
and i oblige to the request

He sits on his bench
Nov 27, 2010

Day in
Day out
He sits on his bench
No one goes near him
Because of the stench
White Lightening
I watch from my window
It’s really not fair

So … I put on my coat

Open the door
Cross over the road
Step up to the fore
I tap him gently
Take his hand
Silently lead him
To my witness stand
As soon as were in
My head’s in a spin
Unsure what to do

Please … Give me a clue?

He then sits
On my threadbare chair
Looks deep in my eyes
So much love
There to share
My lips start to smile
He touches my heart
At last I’ve discovered
My own golden cart
He imparts me with tales
Of a life filled with pain
Not looking for sympathy
For the dragons he’s slain
He just wants to talk
Connect with another
Before long I realise
This man is my brother

My brother in arms
My lost fellow man
My point of existence
My part in the plan

This wretched man
Has set me free
To live this life
With empathy
My heart is open
My pot is full
I now have the courage
Of a
Sitting Bull
I thank my guest
And he thanks me
I invite him back
He doffs his hat
He smirks that smirk
I just know
Our love will work

Day in
Day out
He sits on his bench
No one goes near him
Because of the stench
White Lightening
I watch from my window
It’s really not fair

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