Night out at the carnival

We walk, hand in hand , we talk ~
cotton candy and caramel apples,
music, rides and fanfare,
sounds of joy and laughter in the air.

Let the festivities commence:
flashing lights and chaos,
screams and giggles,
rides and arcade games.

The carnies are hyped up
with their wiles and guiles
to entice us in all ways.
Summer is not complete 'til
we’ve had our fun at the carnival.

Reality and time warped ~
our youth tangible
within our grasp
under the spell of unbridled 
gaiety at the carnival.

The sights and sounds of
youth and joy and memories.


AP: Honorable Mention 2025

celebrationjoylightsummersurrealfree verse

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