Saturday, March 4, 2017

Wheeeeee!


What honeysuckle
Leaves upon a
Paling row grows
Slowly on us
From fence into
Memory, retrieves
Something inside--
A county fair,
A carnival ride.



11 comments:

  1. So delightful. I felt it, in my tummy and in the smile brought to my face. You flickered a memory alight.

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    1. Thanks, Tom. Fun memories I hope.

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  2. Holy moly. Your words entered through my eyes and find their mark deep within my brain.
    R

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    1. My pleasure, Rick. There are old thrills in us that reward revisiting.

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  3. I good reach back. I thought about it twice, and remember my father saying, as a rather innocuous carnival ride ended, "I must get off, now!"

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    1. Most kind. I find your father's words quite moving.

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  4. "Paling row" ... lovely.

    As a child, I seldom went on anything more exciting than a merry-go-round, but it still felt like whee!

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    1. It's sound, lights, calliope music that combine in "Whee!" and a thrilled child.

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  5. Carnival rides remind me of my childhood.

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    1. They are a part of us that is timeless.

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    2. Do we still have them now? I don't see much.

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