Park Swing

Would You like to swing on a Star, photo by mandolin davis

Park Swing

My city she sleeps

As she dreams and thinks of you

How she once held you

And cradled you in her arms

Watching your beauty

As you swung under the full moon’s light

And she misses you

And I miss you

© 2000, Robbie Pruitt

A poem from Finlay Park, Downtown Columbia, SC

This was one of the poems rejected for Sense of the Midlands, a poetry compilation coming out later this year from Muddy Ford Press. It is exciting that they picked up my poem ‘What the Moon Say’ for the book. I am thrilled about this project and honored to be a part of it. More to come.