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The Ride

The old man looked a little out of place
Astride his pony on the carousel
A smile from yesterday across his face
As if he were entranced in some strange spell

A silver knight upon a silver steed
A cowboy riding herd out on the range
The little boy inside had been set free
Between the up and down, we watched him change

And when it stopped he sat there deep in thought
He pulled the little boy in with a sigh
A memory is what his dollar bought
I'm sure the price was not what made him cry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Ashley Avatar
July 19, 2017 at 11:39 PM
Hi Daniel. This poem is so nostalgic and intimate. I love it :)
Borke Avatar
July 12, 2017 at 2:12 PM
This is refreshing. Brings back my own memory. At the Prospect Park carousel, too many times I 'fell in' on a horse that was stationary. When I had enough of disappointment, I alet while spinning, hoping to get a new chance. I made my way to the edge holding poles while the operator stopped the ride, and while the surrounding crowd kept on warning, "Don't go off until it stops!" I was given a new round on an up-and-down one.
Duncan Avatar
May 8, 2017 at 9:27 PM
Loved this write. I have one called The Ride too :)
Marcum Wong Avatar
March 14, 2017 at 12:39 PM
I am so happy to see this poem climb up the list Daniel. It is one of your most touching and beautiful. : )
Duet Avatar
March 14, 2017 at 1:37 AM
Just beautiful, Danny. I love this poignant poem. And, congrats on making 4th out of 99 on the Best New Poems list. It is so deserved.
Krampe Avatar
March 12, 2017 at 8:31 PM
Lovely, Daniel. You captured so much emotion in this simple narrative - well done.
O.J. Hunt Avatar
March 10, 2017 at 10:06 AM
A brilliant write, touched my heart. I have fond memories with of my dad on those marvelous carousels:-)
Pekrul Avatar
March 8, 2017 at 11:06 AM
Easy to read, yet such a wonderful story of what it's like to get older. Childhood memories never fade.
Makama Avatar
March 6, 2017 at 10:58 AM
This is wonderful. you have once again produced another masterpiece which is a true testament of your reputation in this wonderful community. Thanks a lot for the share.
Bennett Avatar
March 4, 2017 at 8:05 AM
Love this Daniel --brings back memories--~~Jeanie ~~
Hamilton Avatar
March 3, 2017 at 2:24 PM
Even better 2nd read, congrats on POTW and top ten, worthy poem!
Williams Avatar
March 3, 2017 at 4:10 AM
Well written , I could imagine the look on the old mans face as he sat astride his pony on the carousel
Elder-Hahn  Avatar
March 2, 2017 at 10:32 PM
Well done! A writing to feel straight to the heart and soul.
Asuncion Avatar
March 1, 2017 at 9:45 PM
Well-written poem..... congrats on being chosen for the week....
Barden Avatar
March 1, 2017 at 6:19 AM
Well, I just deleted my comment by mistake, lol - the rigors of trying to learn my way "around" here, and while it was much nicer than this will be, please know that I find this poem extraordinary and exquisite, and if I could, an EIGHT! I had to "fav" it ... congrats on this honor, Daniel!
Turner Avatar
March 1, 2017 at 11:34 AM
Thank you, Greg. I appreciate your kindness and your support. I hope your experience here in the soup is as gratifying as mine. Lots of great people and poets here.
Vinson Avatar
February 28, 2017 at 6:41 PM
Returned today to read for pleasure, again. Such things - here, the crying - seem sad, yet in the great bargain and balance of all things I think they are worthwhile.
Turner Avatar
March 1, 2017 at 11:32 AM
Sometimes, growing old and the realization that those days will never come again can be very sad. Thank you again, Doug:)
Vinson Avatar
February 27, 2017 at 3:08 PM
Congratulatons, Danny, mostly on writing such a great poem. You were inspired, and it's perfect! O7 <~~ that is supposed to look like a salute, the "O" being the body with the "7" being the bent arm and hand. : )
Turner Avatar
February 28, 2017 at 11:09 AM
It's better than the one finger salute I usually get:) Thank you, Doug:)
Garcia Avatar
February 26, 2017 at 6:54 PM
What's cool about this is how you chopped the rhythm pace in each line from quick at the beginning and then methodical at the end, it gave it a real authentic carousel feel. POTW? Attaboy!
Turner Avatar
February 28, 2017 at 11:09 AM
Thank you, Phillip:)
Wanter Avatar
February 26, 2017 at 3:52 PM
Oh, to relive a childhood thrill!!! Loved this poem, Daniel.
Turner Avatar
February 26, 2017 at 3:54 PM
Thank you, Sunlite. Age has way of reminding us what used to be:(
Smith Avatar
February 26, 2017 at 3:33 PM
Congratulations on the weekly DT
Turner Avatar
February 26, 2017 at 3:36 PM
Thank you, Tim:)
Marie Avatar
February 26, 2017 at 11:06 AM
...Congratulations on POTW! ...so nice to see this gem honoured :-)
Turner Avatar
February 26, 2017 at 3:35 PM
Thank you, Lynn. I appreciate your kindness:)
Lamoureux Avatar
February 26, 2017 at 10:21 AM
Congrats on POTW! Well deserved my friend.
Turner Avatar
February 26, 2017 at 3:35 PM
Thank you, Richard:)
Robinson Jr. Avatar
February 24, 2017 at 1:54 PM
This is a great poem, Daniel! I love the inner vision you illume in this beautiful poem. So many people are chained to their age. Never letting themselves be young, stay young, think young at times. You dispelled that notion very well in this thought provoking poem. Much love and respect to you, brother.
Turner Avatar
February 25, 2017 at 7:55 AM
Thank you, Freddie. Plus it just feels good!
Pett Avatar
February 24, 2017 at 9:51 AM
The sight of a carousel is wonderful as is your poem Daniel, nostalgia and memories are very precious to most of us.
Turner Avatar
February 24, 2017 at 9:54 AM
Thank you, Roy:) Yes they are.
Marcum Wong Avatar
February 23, 2017 at 11:09 PM
As you know I love this moving poem that shares nostalgia with many. It is exquisitely written and a fave! 7 ; )
Turner Avatar
February 24, 2017 at 9:53 AM
Thank you, Mrs Connie. Really nice to see you out. I hope you are feeling better:)
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