Life's insane,
it really is,
you simply can't deny.
A carousoul that's run amuck,
the calliope is jammed,
and yet, we almost never try to
flee the endless
gyrations
as they spin
around and round.
Who sees the sense in
walking slowly away,
leaisurely,
standing beyond the painted white gate,
and gazing in at the
panicked fake horses
and the clowns that ride them,
serious as Odin's Ravens,
one eyed,
mistyed eyed scraggly birds
circling above
the broken carnival.
Look up a moment from your ride,
past the spinning poles
between your grasping hands
colorful pictures and cracked
and faded false gems,
out to where the dust
lies flat on the
ground,
and the cigars and ticket stubs
are not between the slats.
Where life doesn't lie.
I see your pleading eyes;
you don't even know they are pleading,
but they're lonely and lost.
Meet my eyes with your confidence,
real as the horse you ride,
paint flaking off the head.
I warned you,
you didn't listen.
And now look at me...
Look;
I'm possibly laughing,
and you don't even realize it.
Author notes
This was actually inspired by not just "Look, I'm possibly laughing," but also "Feeling life," and maybe a touch of "slam innocence."
I hugged a tree today. It was a willow tree, and I climbed it and wrote this, and read it to it. I think it liked it.
A contest entry
- Quote-inspired (words on the fridge) by Ja Vorbesc.
700 points, ended April 6, 2008, 20 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - "Child, You Don't Say?" by 2lullabyhaven.
500 points, ended March 18, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Your first line is really good as is the balance of your poem...thanks for your entry and good luck.
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wow. This poem is insane. It slips in and out of rhythm, sometimes it's almost lyrical, but then it jerks out and slides into free verse. It's just like an out of control carousel.
The last line, 'and you don't even realize it' is amazing.
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