Carnival Poems - Poems about Carnival

He handed me the air-brushed t-shirt and I thanked him, said I loved it. He asked, Do you mean that? I said, What would have possessed me to utter it otherwise? Then he kissed me with his sweaty upper lip, through seven half-good teeth, and I felt guilty. How do I explain that wasn't what I'd meant? He said, I didn't think this would ever...

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Love is lights that never stand still, a thrill that echoes past the chill. Shared cotton candy and smiles, wandering through neon miles— hearts afloat on the Ferris wheel....

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screams echo in the dark rich sweat floods train turns bumpy grab each other’s tight hugs my shoe- on his face, mouth ...

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soft, dark winds go round and round, passionate; firmly binds pairing lips on carousel. hearts flit up and down. ...

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Night fun at the fair. A roller coaster is there. Wind blows her hair. He smiles, she's so sweet. Lips meet. Love’s treat. ...

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With the sky darkened and clear Atop the Ferris wheel Looking at the stars and seeing the moon... Smiling!...

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clowns were everywhere creepy ones smiling heads begging for balls eyes on signs staring scared me frozen stiff...

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shooting stars fairground game at night lasting memory...

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“Come one, come all!” The hawker summons Try your luck On the unmoored Ferris wheel Hurl a dart At the Kewpie dolls Win one for the lady To consummate the deal (Chorus) Intruders in the festival Outsiders at the gates Nothing like a carnival To bring up dormant hates Where the pavement meets the grass Behind the stand of funnel cakes, Someone's getting hornery Their pants down at their feet This balloon-tank...

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I refuse to join any club that would have me as a member. —Groucho Marx Adventure is just bad planning. —Roald Amundsen Must Be A Carnival Lady, what did you see advertised? Boat leaves the dock. Your apparel, a shock. Going cruis’n…cruis’n you say. No time to be lose’n. Lady, did you pack light? …for romantic nights. Take a peek out the window. It’s after dark. Tourists, look...

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"Her Mind is a Carnival of Picasso Harlequins" Walking through the poetic frames of featureless ghosts her fingers play like harps their ectoplasmic cages strange symbols that clang the frivolity of vacuumed cleaned emptiness dissolving in the invisible time wasted in the chronicles of their newfound empires the meaning of their spectral presence swings like canaries singing home all...

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carnival bodies interacting impulsive ...

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The trees dressed in their carnival clothes Gold and scarlet of the autumn days They play about the earthy hues Of boughs and boles Proud flag of any sky I take in the freshly calm air With that hint of an earthly aroma The fragrance of homeliness ...

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YOU CLAIM TO BE ACE ROTHSTEIN A BOSS COMMITING HIEST ON DISABLED ELDERLY PERSONS BREAKING INTO MOBLE HOME GOLF CARTS AND MEDICATION BOXES RETRIEVING ANTIDEPRESSANTS HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE MEDICINES HEART MEDICINES AND VIAGRA PUSHING THESE MEDICATIONS TO DEGENERANT GAMBLERS RETIRED HITMEN BULLIES OH YES INDEED I REMEMBER YOU FRONT PAGE NEWS NORTH CHICAGOAN OTHER LIFE CIRO...

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Please don’t leave me hanging like that that, I hate to be in suspense, you piqued my curiosity and it’s so intense. Artfully teasing you know how to play, always one step ahead, leaving me dizzy and frayed, My head is spinning you think you’re winning, who’s got the last laugh? What’s all that...

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