Carnival

CARNIVAL

Color and music
The distant noise of the crowd
“Carnival!” he cries
“Daddy won’t you take me there?”
He can’t deny his sick child

childhoodtanka

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Kathryn Collins

May 3, 2012 at 7:48 AM

Dave, this one tugged at my heart strings. Your last line changes the whole perspective. love ya, Kathy

M. Hussain Effendi

May 1, 2012 at 7:38 AM

We don't have such events here, I am sure they must be fun. Always feels good to read your stuff.

Poet Destroyer A

April 29, 2012 at 4:03 PM

Daver, i love carnivals.. every thing about them... except them rides.. I like the color the swirls,, the music,, and the prizes... mostly i like the money my parents gave me.. this is a nice tanka.. enjoyed..pd

James Peranteau

April 29, 2012 at 3:45 AM

A beautiful Tanka dear poet ! So much to ponder sir, in this write. ....I'm stuck on expression at this time...it's jovial, yet sad. Blessings to you Dave....much love, james

Michelle Mac Donald

April 28, 2012 at 8:28 AM

A touching write, Daver. Feels like a gentle whisper in my mind. Sound and revelry, but I can still feel that child at the back of my mind. Wishing you and yours the best! Love, Mikki

Robert A. Dufresne

April 26, 2012 at 7:40 PM

Alot said in this short narrative and we fill in the rest... or at least I am. great write Daver. and thanks for your comment on Fact of the Matter. I got a kick out of your comment. lol hee haw!

Andrea Dietrich

April 25, 2012 at 4:27 PM

haha, you are funny. a visit from howard Hughs!! Wish he'd visit me with some MONEY

Joe Maverick

April 25, 2012 at 3:43 PM

A most evocative write here Daver; really one to think on.)

Carolyn Devonshire

April 25, 2012 at 3:27 PM

Aww, this is really sad, Daver. There is a group that arranges special trips to Disney World and other spots for children who are sick. I couldn't help but think how important these efforts are as I read your wonderful poem. Much love always, carolyn