The Muse Of Nature & Incomprehensible Torture (poetry & prose)

People Watcher

Whenever I go to the park

and sit in front of the blue pond

with a water fountain in the center

dancing beautifully for everyone

dandelions all around me

I try to write in my journal

or I try to read a book

while watching the geese roam

I try to keep myself contained in my bottle

but I find myself glancing over

at all of the happy & gorgeous couples

reading together

holding each other's hands

enjoying each other's presence

and sipping coffee together

and I suddenly realize

I don't go there to the park for the scenery,

for reading, or writing

I go to the park so I can live the happy couple's lives

through my eyes

and my vivid imagination.