On Carousel’s Sweet Ride

Swirling enchanted alabaster skies

In trembling voice a June berry sighs

In the fragrance of a black velvet rose

With wonders how the seasons grow

Hovering on the carousel’s sweet ride

My horse bounding meadows in stride

Painted gold yarrow’s drifting dance

Now summer’s gone in happenstance

Nights of the soft sensual lilac mist

In dreamish warm colors gently kissed

I’m lifted now on those golden wings

Soaring on childhood’s whispered swing

Starlight, star bright, every star align tonight

When they ignite, bring every dream in sight…

 

Reviews

[Just Kim]

alabaster skies
June berry sighs
black velvet rose

Love the way you use adjectives in your write, This is a nicely written piece.

[Unspoken poet]

Nights of the soft sensual lilac mist
In dreamish warm colors gently kissed
I’m lifted now on those golden wings
Soaring on childhood’s whispered swing

I really love this write and these lines, your pic awesome work.

[poetgurl]

Such an amazing write, love the pic to boot the write. Awesome write

[Seriana]

Alice and her magic all weaved up in your swirled words. What a beauty, Craig! How I do love your colorful visions. Always colors, and flowers, and all things beautiful and pleasant. So happy to see!

[An owl on the moon]

Ah dear Seriana. Thank you so much for stopping in Wonderland. It's a pleasure to know you've been by. You always lift.

[Mrudula Rani]

You cast magic spell of seasons change with dazzling rhyming and breathtaking descriptions, dear Craig. You bring back mesmerizing memories of innocence and elation. One can get lost happily in your stunning penillion and never wants to return to subsistence again.
Espero que tudo está ótimo com você meu lindo amigo. Uma grande abraço.

[An owl on the moon]

Muito obrigado por suas amáveis palavras, querido poeta. Desejo-lhe tanta felicidade nos próximos dias e semanas. E te dar um abraço tão grande. Você é uma luz neste mundo sombrio.

[Mrudula Rani]

Muito Obrigada Querido.
I haven't been on WC often now a days and we are planning another trip to India again, and I suppose I will be away for a while once more. Wish you a wonderful Christmas and a very very happy new year, dear.

[An owl on the moon]

May your journey be filled with joy and light. Thank you so much for your blessed wishes. Um grande abraço.

[barleygirl]

Being old & forgetful, it's "out of sight - out of mind" for me. I haven't seen you in my newsfeed & I'm sorry I haven't remembered to look up your writing lately. You sent me a read request -- holiday collaboration (I responded to Emma's) -- & I'll use this as a wake-up call for me to review something of yours! I've been wanting to write something "Christmas-like" that isn't filled with the traditional stuff that I never follow . . . this poem gives me a ton of ideas. This is what I envision when I think about the mood of the holiday season for me. Who cares about the gorging & shopping? To me, the holidays are a reason to just go around marveling at such sensual & sensory delights as you describe with vivid imagery for all the senses! Hope your holiday season is just like this! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[An owl on the moon]

Oh so happy you will be a part of our collab... 12 years of poets coming together... that makes me so happy. And thank you as well for your encouragement that always lifts me. May your holiday season bring you endless joys! :)

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

And brightly shine all Devine the truth that leads the way...oh beautiful wonderful day...hearts free and true to be ....wonderful words that touch the soul where only truth knows where to go...🌹

[An owl on the moon]

I am so grateful you were by dear poet. Thank you for your beautiful kindness. 🌹

[‘Thoughts In Time’🌹]

Pleasure always ...kindness unto kindness🌹

[Patricia Wedel]

dear 🦉 Owl... enchanting are your words
In three quarters time... a song of summers lavender mist on Carousels where painted horses drift into meadows where wild flowers drift into the autumn colors of melancholy.
truly, Pat

[An owl on the moon]

Pat, so thankful you enjoyed this ride on the carousel. Wishing you a week of such joys.

[C. M. Miller]

In high school I ran track. I was a sprinter, and man I do not believe I ran faster than how fast I read the verses of your poem! I mean it took a good thirty seconds for my mind to slow down after the final verse. The cadence you created was astonishly clear and crisp. "In dreamish warm colors gently kissed . . . " now that is the verse that propels the reader to the finish line, out of breath.

[An owl on the moon]

So very grateful for your visit and your lifting words. I truly hope that this new week brings you endless inspirations.