Tuesday, September 18, 2012

The Carousel

When first I spot it, all seems still
But in my heart--a sudden thrill
The cables sing with a raspy sound
And into place I am now bound
Now being lifted, faster, faster
No longer of my fate a master
My mouth gaped open--but not a scream
The ground's dropping, beam under beam
A beat, then silence, then a beat
I'm nearly flying off my seat
The beating quickens in my heart
My limbs are stretching part from part
Round and round the carousel
Rise to heaven, sink to hell--

As I installed the latest feature here, on my blog--a Carousel Widget with books swirling in the air (which can be viewed on your computer but not on a mobile device)--this poem demanded to be written...

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