Carnival II


Just Curious

I saw a poster
tattered, torn, worn, like me.
It said
"Carnival for The Curious"

I go to the park
the Carnival
long gone

Litter flows in the wind
I am cold
It's dark
I am alone

Then
I hear noises
an organ
a round-about
A voice
"Come with us, join The Carnival,
you are one of us"

A hand reaches out
from nowhere
I take it.

I am now part of the Carnival
but warm
accepted

Here
take my hand
join us

whatever you are
you are not alone

Just Curious



Poetry by Blilith
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Written on 2013-04-14 at 13:49

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Commentally Ill
when they say that curiosity killed the cat, and then you write the second carnival piece rather than your cat and put the word curious in the title, i tend to worry. is marmite okay?
2013-04-15



OK. I'm in. ;)
2013-04-14


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Blilith, you've expressed a universal longing, beautifully.

Joe
2013-04-14