The Carnival

The Carnival

by Craig Lincoln

image by ruskatukka

It rolls into this town of ours
The carnival all tents and towers
With rides and stalls to spend our cash
We jump right in and make a splash

The sounds and lights they weave a spell
We leave with many a tale to tell
Of prizes won from smiling clowns
And friends who come from nearby towns

The shaking shack and sliding floor
It’s the fun house we know for sure
Screams a plenty from the ghost train ride
Where boys steal kisses from girls by their side

On dodgem cars we push and shove
Not quite so rough the tunnel of love
There’s fairy floss and pluto pups
Hot chips that come in a paper cups

The roller coaster rules the fair
To take it on do we dare
The mirror maze that baffles all
The carnival for one and all

As quickly as it came to town
The tents and towers all come down
It leaves us now for more of the same
For another town to join the game

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Craig Lincoln is an amateur writer with a focus on poetry. He put off writing for “far too long”, and now that his family is growing up and away, he has time to put pen to page. Craig has been published in a few e-zines and a Kindle edition of his poetry out as well. He has written ninety-seven posts on Writer’s Carnival.

4 Comments for “The Carnival”

says:

Does this kind of carnival come around? For me they seem to be part of the mid-western American mythos of decades past. I love visiting them, even if it’s only words.

alan carter

says:

Nice childhood, memory inducing piece here craig.
I love the last stanza
As quickly as it came to town
The tents and towers all come down
It leaves us now for more of the same
For another town to join the game

charles stone

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