THE MERRY-GO-ROUND

life is a merry-go-round

The horses

forever

gallop

never

slowing

down

Shards

keep

falling

by the

way-side

pieces

always lie

in want

I'm tired

of riding

this pony

stop this

merry-go-

round

Let me off.

Reviews

[E]

This poem is really well done. I don't think it's about life being crazy, it strikes me as a metaphor for suicide. It starts innocently enough, the horses forever gallop. But then when it adds shards falling from the sides, pieces lie pain want and so tired of waiting, you can draw parallels to someone's life turning to crap, and them falling into a depression deep enough to consider suicide. This is an emotional poem without seeming like it up front. A really great job and I look forward to seeing more.

[SyberRose]

The cyclicity of life...makes you dizzy sometimes ha...enjoyed Heather...:)