The rusted Ferris wheel, a skeletal hand,
Points to a sky it can no longer command.
Once, laughter echoed, joy on the breeze,
Now silence reigns, whispered by the trees.
The carousel horses, their paint chipped and worn,
Dream of merry-go-rounds, of days yet unborn.
Once, children squealed, clinging to their steeds,
Now shadows dance, where happy laughter bleeds.
The cotton candy stand, its windows cracked and dim,
Holds the ghost of sweetness, a forgotten whim.
Once, sugary clouds, a magical delight,
Now only dust motes, swirling in the light.
The roller coaster track, a metal serpent curled,
Whispers of thrills, a forgotten world.
Once, screams of delight, a dizzying race,
Now only rust and wind, in this silent space.
The park stands empty, a monument to time,
A reminder of moments, once so sublime.
The ghosts of laughter, echo in the breeze,
Whispering of memories, of happy, carefree days.
Categories:
amusement park, fun, memory, sad,
Form: Rhyme
I Remember
I remember a time
When all was so bright
With bustling crowds
And neon lit nights
Covered wagon caterpillars
And bunnies of blue
Teacups that spun
You sat in them too
I remember the days
When scooters could fly
Pinball was king
And everything thrived
I remember the smells
Of hot dogs & beer
I remember it all
And wish it still there
Bill MacEachern
05/02/2022
Categories:
amusement park, nostalgia,
Form: Rhyme
Zippily, zippity, I slip down
the slippery dip slide.
Zippity-doo-dah, slippily-dippity-do!
Suddenly and nippily, tipping
backwards to quicken the pace.
Snappily, I whippingly
swish right off the end of the slide.
I launch into space,
Fly high in the air, arms wildly flaying
like a rocket man on steroids, screaming.
I land with an awfully
painful jolt, snap and thump.
Woefully my aplomb undone,
not so spryly or lightly,
right on my backside.
Categories:
amusement park, flying, games,
Form: Free verse
Where one goes to change one’s dull face,
Catching up try in the fun’s race:
Of sad worries leave no big trace;
See how he might quicken heart’s pace…
High Blood Pressure some kind of shark -
We all need an Amusement Park:
The best: a non-stop until dark
When ears start to pick a dog’s bark.
Musician for you with soft voice
But you could say “Actors” my choice.
The main thing: to often rejoice
With Dennis, Amis, Franca and Joyce…
Don’t be surprised: a spitting contest
By kids styling as Snakes for test,
Excused ‘The Dirty Game of Spitting
As part of spoiling them a little…
But mainly families spend cash,
Which gets sweeter as it gets rash
“Mummy, I need sweet lollipop.”
And Mummy their sellers would stop…
To the rest children like it more
And it use to their parents score:
A pair that shuns it an eyesore;
Would others join to say they’re pen…
You tell folks Amusement Park helps,
Warmer makes one from the Cold Alps…
Categories:
amusement park, celebration, food, fun, people,
Form: Rhyme
Time spent wonderment
Ferociously amusing
Absorbed all day into surroundings
Screaming gayly
Roller coaster up and down
Up and down
Spider ride round and round
Round and round
COTTON CANDY HEART ATTACKS
Categories:
amusement park, fun, happy, surreal,
Form: Free verse
A forsaken theme park, once a magic place
It’s hay day in the sixties, quaint and pretty
To go there now you won’t find a friendly face
Strange outcasts on the outskirts of the city
Rumor's fly with grave warnings of fallen grace
Chase you with a smile, sinister and gritty
Guarded with a shotgun, and it’s oh so grand
Doors locked, eyes open. Welcome to Leisure Land!
Categories:
amusement park, scary,
Form: Ottava rima
Urchin on a cedar swing,
summer mist inhaler,
noonday shriek and frolic,
mother blowing fragrant blossoms
at her golden offspring.
Lavenders amid the shrouded reverie
pave a mystic wonderland aglow
Categories:
amusement park, appreciation, art, beautiful, care,
Form: Prose Poetry
All actors trailed by actresses
Know the best way to the tunnels
Is to already be within the
Big Ring that secures this
Magic KINGDOMCUM.
It's not about looking
Through the window and
Getting past the DACS,
Or going back to where
I want to end up.
On the grand tour
I could get lost
When lovers i love
Have no thought of my style.
Go then, go on to Disney Land
And place your hand
On the magical clock!
Categories:
amusement park, allusion,
Form: Free verse
Suffering of Yemen children
Raping pleasures in the Congo
Syrian war of super powers games
Iranian games with nukes
Categories:
amusement park, death, discrimination, irony, metaphor,
Form: Elegy
I’m wondering - how much is enough?
given fact: this line is but a throng.
One who does not shield his hacking cough
is brushing up against my sarong.
I’m wondering - how much is enough?
One who's followed at my heels so strong
ignoring what really ticks me off.
He's almost shoving - it's downright wrong.
I’m wondering - how much is enough?
He is bothered; the wait is too long.
My grandson has proved he's tired but tough,
He’s fallen asleep, humming a song.
I’m wondering - how much is enough?
given fact: this line is but a throng.
written July 9, 2016
the rebelelle sonnet was created by a poet who calls himself, Rebel Coyote. I can't find his real name, perhaps he wishes to remain anonymous. Specs for the form: 9 syllables per line: 14 lines (3 quatrains, 1 couplet): rhymed ABab, Abab, Abab, Abab AB.
Categories:
amusement park, fun, kid, solitude,
Form: Sonnet
eyes stare in wonder
enchanted kingdom beckons
to her inner child
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Dedicated to Olive_eloi on her
recent visit to a fun park.
Categories:
amusement park, fun,
Form: Senryu
Amusement Park
It's a merry-go-round world
with it's big brass rings
She's a roller coaster romance
as she dips so she sings.
It's the haunted house
and the tunnel of love
the depths of the valley's
and the Heavens above
It's three for a nickel
five for a dime
it's a game of illusion
forget those concepts of time.
C'mon brother
win your little lady a prize
bloated head and bloodshot eyes
We bump our minds on bumper cars
drown our sorrows in neon bars
It's a wrenching gut
a timeless trip
it's a queasy stomach
from the spinning whip
it's the house of mirrors
it's the busted glass
it's love in the big top
it's a horse's ass
it's cotton candy
it's the sweetness of life
it's time on the back streets
it's the cut of the knife
it's a dog-**** obsession
it's the ring masters plight
it's an all day sucker
it's the clown's angry bite
it's a paranoids playground
a romantics retreat
it's a space in time
where all lovers must meet
It's the tears
and the laughter
it's the light
and the dark
Admission is free
the abode is the Park!
Categories:
amusement park, dark, imagery,
Form: Rhyme
Timeless, at once, a memory of long ago
Born from Heaven, to Earth, a new life to grow
First from clay, then ocean spray
And wrapped in God’s own DNA
Miracle of life, perfect pure so innocent and new
Divine dominion, planet Earth, in shades of
Reds, greens but mostly sky blue
Yet far beyond colors and shades in
God’s Amusement Park
Lies a network of tones and sounds and
These lyrics of life change after dark
Heaven and Earth and life so symphony pure
Conducted by God’s hand divinely sure
Yet many believe an exploding star
Is why we are How Bazaar
God made us who we are, promised his Son he would send
So when you watch me rise up to Heaven
Your exploding star is how it will end
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Categories:
amusement park, bible, christian, creation, god,
Form: Rhyme
incomplete dystopia
memories scattered around mixed in with the large oak leaves.
the trees gnarled and twisted having looked after themselves for years.
the park itself is similar with lots of ecclectic oddities scattered around.
large yellow sign post standing in an inorganic chernobyle faith.
waiting for rust or for the bumper cars to begin to light up and
move smashing against one another.
but it's to late for that, so they just sit there each
in their distinct directions
they seem as dead electrons around a strange archaic
nucleus of dandilions and cracked cement.
Categories:
amusement park, absence,
Form: Blank verse