Like a Merry-go-Round
While we all keep spinning
Does our circle of life
Have a way to get off?
hear the sound
found a way
stand on ground
earthbound stay
no playground
Categories:
merry go round, earth,
Form: Other
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:
merry go round, fun, memory, sad,
Form: Rhyme
So sad to part with one so close to my heart;
But you had to mount that mad Merry-Go-Round.
I said from the start, your persona is art;
You must be seen and must see each sight and sound.
Yet, I had to live quietly, and apart;
Though 'tis joy, each round, to see you from firm ground.
One day, when your horse heads my way, dearest friend,
One of us will be gone, as all things must end.
Categories:
merry go round, life, love, metaphor,
Form: Ottava rima
A small hand tugs fingers -
my son and I,
plus 30 time-traveling years –
both of us pulling together for once.
The wooden horses spin,
just missing each other
by decades.
An appaloosa stomps the air.
"Look daddy the spotty one leaps highest!"
Little fingers spring open, gallop away
toward the carousel.
A five-year-old boy lifts me,
onto the smooth saddle,
holds me tight,
as a memory goes around again.
Categories:
merry go round, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Merry-go-round skeleton with a birdcage on your head
How dare you come back from the land of the dead?
You are skinny as always; you were never well-fed.
We are tired of your antics, please return to the dead.
Categories:
merry go round, 9th grade,
Form: Monorhyme
Opportunities missed by the score
never to come 'round anymore
Each time my knees shudder and knock
clanging tick of the circus clock
I take a chance, climb on the merry-go-round
frowning, the smile of the clown
Categories:
merry go round, smile, time,
Form: Couplet
Thru the eyes of a child where newness abounds,
the magical lure of the merry go round..
It's piped in repetitious sound entices
spectators all around..
"Choose your seat" says a ticketer at the gate.
Large steel poles anchor in the animals fate.
Painted horses methodically go up and down
with hoofs that never meet the ground..
Mermaids, tigers, and other beasts, co-exist
here, all in peace..
Thru the eyes of a child what a fantasy feast.
"Let's go one more time at least?"
Categories:
merry go round, child, fantasy,
Form: Light Verse
Many carnival rides take my breath away
Shake my brains, and cause a lightning rod of fear
Some make my lunch come up, lurching and screaming.
But the Merry-Go-Round is my favorite.
For this is where I remember waving to my grandparents.
And my aunts and uncles, maybe mom and dad were there too.
I do not remember that part, as they were always around.
Categories:
merry go round, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
Life's a merry-go-round
Sun-up, sundown
It paints the town ~
Laughs like a clown
Categories:
merry go round, life, smile,
Form: Monorhyme
You are in your prime, and I’m in my clime;
Why sweetie in twenty then we waste this time?
Come, dance; we can gently our pleasures hound,
For here’s a time for us to go merry-go-round.
Run around, and you’ll see how flowers bloom
And drones fly around wanting for some room;
Birds, herds, and all love while their time is high,
So come sweetie; in delay, our prime will sigh.
Moon smiles and night palls a velvet blue veil,
And owls and curlews hail with a flirting tale;
Xylophones and cymbals bounce for our dance,
So come sweetie; let’s dive in a hypnotic trance.
March 11, 2021
ALL YOURS (Mar 12) Poetry Contest
Contest Sponsor: Brian Strand
Aug. 16, 2020
*A 1st Place* in the following contest (judged on Aug. 27, 2020)
A Time For Us
Sponsor: JCB Burl
Categories:
merry go round, fun, humor, love, music,
Form: Couplet
I rode that memory once before,
Galloping down child lane once more,
Fleeting past some faces I have known,
Some buried treasures I have out grown.
Dad waving in his tweed suit and hat,
On days out with me he would wear that,
Tears fill my eyes as I wave him back,
fleeting carriages lost on time track.
Every memory rides a gold horse,
Some gilded rich and some gilded sparse,
moments spent in continuing chase,
Some bright as day, some cloudy haze.
Carousel picture prompt
Eve Roper contest
01/April/2020
Categories:
merry go round, child, childhood, dad, memory,
Form: Rhyme
Vice President Pence is a prop
That our President wants to swap
Because he's too scared
To lead unprepared
The Coronavirus Block Flop
Categories:
merry go round, health, political,
Form: Limerick
Not So Merry-Go-Round
Written: by Tom Wright
February 2015
I’ve been intimate,
With both poverty and abundance,
I’ve been introduced to failure,
But I’m friends with success.
I’ve championed causes,
And been blessed for my efforts;
Now, I bear the scars of time,
That life has scripted for me.
Span of years has assisted me
In becoming a dour person;
The things I wish; I can no longer,
The things I don’t; encompass me.
My days being routinely filled
With mundane things,
I search for things of interest,
Things, which might expose any value;
I flirt with day
While embracing the night,
It’s as if I’m stuck
On a not so merry- go- round.
Up and down, up and down,
Ride the old horse another day.
Categories:
merry go round, age, day, fun, memory,
Form: Free verse
Kittens spinning ‘round-and-‘round on a record player’s turn table;
Fuzzy balls of velvet hair, enjoying the ride.
Oh the elation of a, feline merry-go-round!
Categories:
merry go round, animal, cat, cute, fun,
Form: Sijo
We used to take off our shoes and push them under the edge of the merry-go-round
Not when school was in session, because those mean teachers would have stopped us.
But in the summer time, when we were neighborhood kids, running around, doing stuff.
We would like on our tummies and take turns spinning the merry-go-round as fast as we could.
When the spinner yelled “go” we would reach under that monster, grabbing up shoes fast and furiously.
Laughing and trying not to fly off. Sometimes as a little one started to slide off, the older kids would grab them.
Johnny blew his head open once but he was always doing this kind of stuff, and we all agreed to lie
About what happened.
We were exhilarated and excited, on the school playground, away from adult eyes.
Daring, and wonderful days, none of us wearing helmets or knee pads or other protective stuff.
Silly children of the 50’s and 60’s, alive to tell the tale, and here I am sharing it now as proof.
Remembering how excited we were to collect the most shoes and get to be the next spinner.
Old school.
Nothing like it!
Categories:
merry go round, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse
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