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Carousel Mirrors

I remember childhood carousel mirrors, glinting, gleaming, turning, calliope piping, toy top twirling shimmers. I remember early years of yearning. I remember grainy analog TV, pallid, pasty-faced, fuzzy vestiges, wavy-gray shadow-shades so giddy. I remember the vapid, vacant egregious. I remember polychromatic butterflies, splodgy, splotchy, wavy, Lepidoptera, dewy morning glory puerile paradise. I remember wispy pastel, papillon chimera. I remember wooden yearlings swirling, ponies pumping, rolling, my resemblance careening, some semblance of being aspiring in glitter silver sterling. I remember a seraph pirouetting, all silent, streaming, and dreaming. I remember childhood carousel mirrors.

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Date: 5/20/2021 1:10:00 PM
I like the nostalgia conveyed in this poem!
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Thomas Wells
Date: 5/20/2021 3:43:00 PM
Thanks, Jennifer. Nostalgia indeed!