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To: JustAmy; All

Carnival (rainy)

A soggy night, yes, a wet dog day
and so, so few came out to play
A melancholy mood now sets in
and common folks forget how to grin
The once lighted rides seem dim
as if another odd world their in

No one’s riding, for no one cares
the wet and chill mutes the fair
Soggy seats and moods are cast
and emptiness settles down so fast
A lack of crowds makes silent din
like ghosts cavorting in their sin

The machinery glimmers in lamp light
colored red and green and blue bright
Yet there is a raw melancholy air to fall
somehow making empty space of all
A carnival set by a darkening pail
holding a strange moment’s odd tale

Shadows cast, flow and run together soft
and forms change in the gloom aloft
Echoes of the dreary day settle into night
as like a wine fills a drunkard’s sight
Memories wind among the iron shapes
a mist wall to blind one in the grey drape

So sad the rain makes of what was bright
a place oft filled with other’s laughter light
Now a grey world as odd as an alien world
a place where even dreams fold till furled
Sounds mute as soft falling rain does fall
Quietly enrobing the gaiety of the carnival


931 posted on 12/10/2009 10:26:24 PM PST by WayzataJOHNN ( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
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To: All

Carnival [thunderstorm]

A day of silly fun to share with you
until the storm came on wings it flew
We ran for the shelter of the popcorn tent
dodging rain some mischievous angel sent
We hid and watch the splattered rain so wet
and laughed at the people too slow to get

We shared the moment and watched the fun
watching those caught on rides who couldn’t run
The music played and people ran in panic’d glee
and we held hands and shared all we could see
Munching on hot popcorn with salty tang
wondering as the hammered weight bell rang

Crashing thunder and flash of lightening might
added to the flash and gleam of colored lights
Rides still ran and whirled about in mad race
and life went on in it’s usual hectic human pace
We cuddled close and watched it all go on and on
And close to share our warmth and love’s dawn

The rain did pass and we began our rides again
And found our laughter richer in each ride’s din
Such is the way of raw youth and love and life
energetic rise beyond the burden of our strife
The day winds down amid our laughter sweet
into memories we’ll recall to heart most fleet


932 posted on 12/11/2009 5:34:24 AM PST by WayzataJOHNN ( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
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