(with thanks to Neil Young,
and dedicated to my Daddy Harold)
Cotton candy clouds;
mounds of icy fleece across the skies
Cotton candy cones;
mounds of sug’ry filaments spun so high.
mounds of icy fleece across the skies
Cotton candy cones;
mounds of sug’ry filaments spun so high.
Rings of ponies painted
white,
Rings of travellers ‘gainst the night
Rings of travellers ‘gainst the night
Carousel horses stately
prance,
Ferris wheel lights circle dance.
Ferris wheel lights circle dance.
Ears of corn, corn-dipped
dogs;
Blue ribbon pies, blue-ribbon hogs
Blue ribbon pies, blue-ribbon hogs
Thud of beanbags, clang of
bell,
Main-stage performers before day’s knell.
Main-stage performers before day’s knell.
Tired feet, and tired children
Mid-way barks; nowhere for sittin’
Mid-way barks; nowhere for sittin’
Plush stuffed toys that no
one’s winning
Travel to another day’s beginning.
Travel to another day’s beginning.
Ronda R. Scott-Marak
© 27 May 2015
© 27 May 2015
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