Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

1967 Iowa State Fair

jalapeno peppers
parading their truth proudly
making the fried tortilla laugh

oranges and the brightest azure blues
the sizzle of a skillet
my mouth salivates

strumming of a banjo
bluegrass music and cotton candy
my food hot against its cardboard sleeve

glitzy pink neon lights
smell of hot popcorn
laughter from all over the midway

Iowa state fair magic
carnival barkers screaming for my attention
fireworks will start in an hour

reading of my palm
her eyes are wizened
I am intrigued, her predictions magical

enjoying this day
in an innocent way
excitement extraordinaire

alive at fifteen
flirted at by sixteen
memory that still makes me smile at sixty-eight

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Gershon Wolf December 5, 2020 at 5:40 PM Now how about the Governor's speech and the cattle judging?! lol. ~ State Fair Purist, gw Caren Krutsinger December 6, 2020 at 6:26 AM Have you seen the BUTTER COW? You have not FULLY lived until you see that.

Ilene Bauer December 5, 2020 at 1:12 PM this is great, caren! i felt like i was there with you... Caren Krutsinger December 5, 2020 at 2:03 PM I wish you had been! I would have had a better time.