preferring not to read between the lines
but rather to witness the carnage, the visage
face to face
on the fast rollercoaster
enjoyed for its weightless curves and swing
few bother to remark
on axle construction
or merry-go-round similarities
scream out loud
who cares
its the ride amigo
lets go baby lets go
i wish it was the same with life...but we are forced to ask those questions...to read between lines...somehow everything runs only between the lines these days...nothing is innocently sweet and nice...everybody has plans/motives at every turn of the rollercoster...we have to ask questions if we dont want to remain in a weightlessness state forever...your poem somehow made me pensive...love...nalini
Unique work, in particular the casing choice which intimates an ongoing event that we, the Reader just became part of...astute concept...A fINE PENNING... ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR
It's funny, our County Fair is going on right now! My kids are pestering me to take them to ride the rides of the Midway but I have a rummage sale going on all weekend! This makes me think I should close the sale early and head to the fair! Great work. Sincerely, Mary
Agreed with Stephen. It' s cleverly constructed, too: the beginning, no capitalisation, takes us into an already-commenced journey and the ending leaves us there... and there we want to be! A fine write. t x
Ihhhhhhhhhh HA! :) So lost I was in reading your art that I just realized after your last sentece call that is way passed my time to go and face the fact that I must sleep...Later then, for more to learn, back here reading you The Tailor Bell Poet I shall be. So inteligent and well tought...Art of yours, managed with perfection...
Yeah, suppose most folk don't stop to smell the stenches nor even ponder what it's all about, Alfie. Perhaps it's better that way, in that ignorance is bliss; if one thinks excessively, then he or she just might fly off their roundabout. Damned good piece of inking, Tailor. Cheers, Greg PS: No Soup For YOU!
a really well crafted and successful poem. This poem has wonderful movement. Really fine, Tailor Barbara
Fun filled read! A chilhood remembrance but also life as an adult
Lot's of fun coming our way, great poem, thankyou--Melvina
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Tailor, this one rocks and reminds this reader of childhood delight when, after initial excruciating terror, the ride could be repeated until the money ran out. It's about the rush, living in the moment. Love the last four lines especially. Warmly, Allie xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx