1 The Rocket, Enmore Park, 40cm x 40cm acrylic on canvas 2007
As with most of our friends, until recently I lived
in the city to be near my job, although weekends were a chance to escape. But
on work days I would pass this children’s play rocket in Enmore Park on my way
to the bus stop and seeing it on my way home on winter nights with the moon
behind it was always cheery. It has now become part of our preserved heritage!
Children still play in it, although the top section has been blocked off to
avoid injuries – some of our old playground equipment doesn’t stand up to
today’s scrutiny for safety!
I feel a poem coming on
ReplyDeleteBronny's Rocket Scratchie
ReplyDeletethis ticket was purchased
a long way back
gold tipped like a pyramid
astronauts brought
when we were only kids
(memory's all gravel and scratch)
our age was harmless speculation
took off some skin and all sorts of dings
we bounced around like dodgems then
till a dinner gong called us in
now the sun is under a rocketship sky
further down, see another one's sunk
smudge clouds make an horizon
a kind of curved geometry
gravity keeps the littlies falling
a distance proportional to the square
of elapsed... ouch the boat is lost
that brought us across
those pines of the distance
about to take off
no knowing which way
they'll fly
Fantastic Kit! Ouch the boat is lost...
DeleteIt is a lovely work and then the poem and I grew up with visits to this rocket, long trudges up Victoria Rd from where my grandparents lived, down in The Warren. Nice work the pair of you.
ReplyDeleteThanks Kerri, hope the trudging led to fun!
DeleteHow nice to find an image
ReplyDeleteI carry in my mind's eye
a playground rocket ship!
Oh lovely ?Haiku Rob, thanks!
DeleteI love the archaeology of the future here and its faded colour :) Similar colours (together with the rocket's hoop skeleton) in a fabric my mother used to make cushion covers. This is ironic nostalgia done brilliantly.
ReplyDeleteThanks Efi!
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