One more Time Poem ….by Artie
Enjoy his ride down memory lane.
Here’s one from some time out of mind:
Horses prance
all about
the fairgrounds.
The captain’s epaulette
with dangling
tassels tussle
as he rides.
Freaks and Geeks
dance in shows
saying the time
is ours now.
And Mary doesn’t remember
me
or she does
but will not/just won’t say.
I recall our
parents smiling
while her Ayrshire
red ribboned
I held a blue
for my cow poem (she pronounces po-em).
We climb the Himalaya
holding tight
amid the screams;
can you tell me
when this hurl
will be over
just to help
us stay sane.
Our head-spinning
stops per doctor ordered
Sizzle Onion
sausages
an after-thought
for a bun.
Sweet lemonade
hide my hiccup
looking down from
top of the world
Ferris wheel
her hand in mine
making imprints
on eternity.
Let us get
lost in the
house of mirrors
and just when we become afraid we won’t get out
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Reena Saxena 