Poems in The Park
Many congratulations to Edward Pearson, for winning the Friends of Richmond Park poetry competition 2011. Out of hundreds of entries, Edward’s poem, Lost in the Park, was shortlisted, and last weekend he was announced as the winner of the 12 Years and Under category, despite only being eight when he penned the piece! Edward was awarded his certificate and prize by Dame Jacqueline Wilson in a ceremony on 6 November at White Lodge in Richmond Park.
Lost in the Park
by Edward Pearson, aged 8
Under this tree I am iced
By scattered blossom drifting down.
Like feathers moulted by a gnarly bird,
I am a child hiding under his mother’s gown.
I am lost, my mind is wandering,
I am an explorer without a map,
Without a compass my thoughts are roaming,
As mice without the fear of trap.
Through the branches, moving shadows,
I see the negative of leaf,
Medusa trunk and serpent branches
The grassy breeze a perfume thief.
Above this copse, the arching sky
Is filled with hunters chasing deer.
Now just clouds, but once for real,
The past and present crystal clear.
