Fall Fair

I wrote this in AP Us History years ago on the back of a test. My teacher even scanned it and submitted it to the school Soup Stone. Never went anywhere, but it was a nice gesture

The warm scent of caramel greets you as you enter the fair.
The smell of fresh hay is everywhere.
Kids and candy apples smeared on their hands and faces,
laughter and cool autumn air
music and lights merry and bright in the facing sun
someone screams from atop a roller coaster
a show is being held at the other end
stars dance in the black, black sky
as guests reach the max
Children now pounce on each other, in a clumsy fashion
as layers of fabric and masks weigh them down, laughing
Parents chat idly following and disentangling the kids
who grow grumpier by the hour
it's time to say good bye,
for come morning,
the fair shall be gone.
Bitterness will hang on every gust,
cold and clinging to every tree
as skeletal limbs reach for the sun
fog will collect 'pon your breath
as you stumble inside once more
to the hustle and bustle of school.
Autumn but a distant memory
as once more
you sit in class
and wait the bell's toll of spring

Reviews

[Morpheus Anderson]

I personally do not like these kind of poems. However, I can tell you this: you did a great job on language, style and structure. You made me see these poems differently. Thanks.