Poem About Central Park New York City

The Life Blood of New York City

This poem was written in the back of a cab traveling from Toronto airport to downtown Toronto. It is about the effect the New York’s Central Park has on people who either visit the park once in their lifetime or New Yorkers like I once was, who understand that the park is the life blood of New York City. Once in the park the sounds of the city fade into the distance and the sights and sounds of the park life fill you with passionate emotions and clarity of thought. There is no ducking here, no discount deal, no short cut, your flesh is opened to the winds and your thoughts are primed and sharpened, especially in the rain, for the rain cleanses you.

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Feeling down, feeling gray,

Feeling up, and feeling gay.

Because your ship is passing you by.

Want to laugh, want to cry,

Want to live, and want to fly.

Feeling nothing is there when you sigh.

Find a place, find a song,

Find a way, find a wrong,

Find a dream that keeps you alive.

Search your heart, search your mind,

Search your soul, search mankind,

For a meaning that isn't maligned.

Feel the sun, smell the rain,

Feel the joy feel the pain,

Sense the seasons, linking hands through each dawn.

Hear the birds, hear the leaves,

Hear the crickets and bees,

Touch the mist in the magic it weaves.

Through winter, through spring,

Through summer, through fall,

The seasons turn round and around.

Through melting snows, through greening grass,

Through meadows of blooms that abound,

Until the leaves start to fall to the ground.

Another year follows another year past,

And the buildings stand tall all around.

Damping the bustle and hum of the city sound,

Which fulfills the dreams of a few,

Except for those who enter this place,

And experience a self cleansing pain,

After a walk in the park through the rain.

Share the people, share their lands,

Share their faces, and share their bands,

Share their music of hate or of love.

For whatever the reason, and whatever the cost,

However you find, whatever you've lost,

Your soul will find itself once again.

When you take a walk in the park through the rain.

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Simply Amy 7 years ago

this is magnificent. absolutely beautiful. thank you so much for sharing it.


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one2get2no 7 years ago from Olney Author

Thank you for your kind thoughts.


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prasetio30 7 years ago from malang-indonesia

really great hub.


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one2get2no 7 years ago from Olney Author

Thank you


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VioletSun 7 years ago from Oregon/ Name: Marie

I am a former New Yorker now living in the West Coast, and Central Park was the place I would often escape to, at lunch time ( I worked nearby) or on the weekends. Central Park knows my life from the time I was a child as we used to go there when we were children and were new immigrants in the USA. Your poem captured beautifully what Central Park can be like for many of us.

I am planning to visit again, when I travel to the East Coast sometime this year.

Thumbs up!


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one2get2no 7 years ago from Olney Author

I hope you enjoy your visit. Say Hi to the Park from me. It's been over a year since I was there.


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fastfreta 7 years ago from Southern California

That was very beautiful! I hope you do this for a living, because in my estimation these are money makers.


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one2get2no 7 years ago from Olney Author

Thank you....I shall take your advice.


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mupes 6 years ago from Ireland

I've visited NY several times over the years, as I'm lucky enough to have a sister living just over the George Washington Bridge. I absolutely LOVE Central Park, there is something so essentially all American about it. Funnily enough, while I like the Phoenix Park in Dublin, and it is regarded as one of the biggest and best in the world, it doesn't move me like Central Park does


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one2get2no 6 years ago from Olney Author

You are absolutely right. There is no other park that gives you all the emotions like Central Park does. It can be both a frightening and a moving place. Thanks for the comment.


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Michael Shane 6 years ago from Gadsden, Alabama

Very nicely done! I love Central Park & hope I can take my wife there one day....


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one2get2no 6 years ago from Olney Author

You either love or hate Central Park just like you either hate or love New York. There is no middle ground. Thanks for your comment and I hope you get your wife there one day.


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Happyboomernurse 5 years ago from South Carolina

Wonderful poem about a great American treasure- Central Park. Although I never lived in New York City, I lived in its suburbs and was able to enjoy the park a few times. I'm the type of person whose soul craves the beauty of nature, and I always visit parks wherever I go. There's something amazing about finding an oasis of green tucked between skyscrapers and concrete.

Thanks for sharing this poem.


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one2get2no 5 years ago from Olney Author

Although I live in Europe now I still treasure the memories of days spent in the park. I once lived on 96th and 5th ..the park was my front yard.Thank you for your comments.


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prairieprincess 5 years ago from Canada

This is so, so lovely! I really got the feeling of the dynamic and fresh nature of the park from the rhythm of your poem. Love it!


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one2get2no 5 years ago from Olney Author

Thank you praireprincess for your comments..Central Park has been my inspiration for many things.


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dghbrh 3 years ago from ...... a place beyond now and beyond here !!!

It was quite a visit of the Park in this poem. A really different and mixed bag of emotion you portrayed here. Rhythm was very spontaneous and you could create such a luxurious and feeling of fresh wholeness in this one. Thanks for sharing this one. All votes up and sharing too.


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one2get2no 3 years ago from Olney Author

I always found the park an a daily inspiration. It is the heartbeat of New York. Thanks for dropping by.


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aviannovice 3 years ago from Stillwater, OK

I have been to Central Park, and what led me there was Pale Male, a Red-tailed Hawk in residence on Fifth Ave. He has since passed, but his legacy lives on. If you are interested in the lives of these birds, see Palemale.com--it is an amazing site, and Marie Winn wrote a delightful book on him, as well as the rest of the denizens of the Park. What you say about the park is so true, and it is so filled with life that many never experience.


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one2get2no 3 years ago from Olney Author

Thanks for dropping by aviannovice......:)


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Glenn Stok 2 years ago from Long Island, NY

I live near NYC and I know Central Park very well. It's a wonderful place for people to come to and enjoy nature, walk, hike, picnic, play, or just relax. I've done it all. This poem says it all.


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Luna Blue 11 months ago

New York is my favourite place to visit. All the way from Australia, I miss it every day. It was lovely to be taken back there as I read your piece. Thank you :)

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