What I Discovered While Sitting on My Park Bench Will Change How You See the World Forever
Ever wondered how a simple park bench can become the epicenter of a whimsical urban ballet? Picture this: a brisk breeze twirling leaves in a clockwise dance, a blackbird’s alarm bell beak jolting catnapping cats awake for their lady’s ritual biscuit delivery. It’s a quirky scene, isn’t it? But look closer — those cunning hooded crows, the swift sky pickpockets making their daring escape — all weaving a narrative of survival and mischief right under our noses. And that plaque on the bench claiming “side effects of drowsiness or wonder”? Pure cheek! Sitting there alone, surrounded by trees, sparks a wild freedom of imagination — the kind that gently nudge you into a meditative trance. This piece isn’t just a poem; it’s the inaugural spark for a fresh collection soon to hit your screens. Curious about the stories lurking in quiet moments? Dive in and get lost in the mischief of everyday magic. LEARN MOREA bright brisk breeze turns leaves clockwise
as a glimpse of a blackbird darts out of sight
with its alarm bell beak sounding the alarm
for catnapping cats to wake up for their bag lady’s daily bag o’ biscuits.
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