WEEKLY SCRIBBLINGS and we’re going to the fair! Submitted to Poets and Storytellers United, September 15, 2021
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THE MIDWAY
The magic of the midway
Never seems to fade
A stroll down the midway is
The stuff of which memories are made
The rinky tink music of the tilt-a-whirl
The lights of the ferris wheel
The hawkers at the game tents
Shouting “Let’s make a deal”
The mystery of the side show
And what might lie therein
Pretty painted dancing girls,
Bearded ladies and tattooed men
The smell of the diesel engines
Blended with hot oil for elephant ears
The sounds of all the motors
And the shifting of their gears
The fortune teller’s fancy tent
Knowing you’d have to pay
For her to tell your future
And what else she had to say
There’s really nothing like it
And I’ve searched everywhere
No place captures the magic
Like a summer day at the fair.
I liked my journey through the fair grounds. My parents never took me to fairs but I would go when I left home. I made special effort to go on car racing day, but I've never been to their horse races, nor any other.
ReplyDeleteThose poor elephants, cruel the "hot oil for elephant ears." No wonder they are no longer for exhibition except zoo's, reserves, and preserves.
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I hope you're joking about the elephant ears. They are a deep fried pastry dusted with powdered sugar, and they are delicious!
DeleteI think we all agree on that! And this poem, like the rest being posted for this prompt, is one place to recapture the magic. (Smile.)
ReplyDeletethis is very nice and brought back some great memories. My parents made sure we went to the fairs and the circus too.
ReplyDeleteNice memory of the smells sights and sounds of the fair.
ReplyDeleteYour poem is magical too. I enjoyed your vivid romp through the fairgrounds.
ReplyDeleteLove that you chose the Midway!!! A great write. I didn't have an opportunity to join, though the Midway would have been the subject. I was thinking about all those mirrors that distort. Life is busy right now, however I may still write about the mirrors.
ReplyDeleteOh, you brought it back so well! The sounds and the smells and all.
ReplyDeleteYou perfectly engaged all the senses in this piece!
ReplyDeleteSounds like the perfect fair, Bev. It even rhymes!
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