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the carnival

shadows crawl underground
therefore the end of the carnival

dreams decay at first light
therefore the end of the carnival

De fumée et des miroirs des miroirs et de fumée
therefore the end of the carnival

the sound of laughter absorbed by time
therefore the end of the carnival

walking the grounds empty of more
therefore the end of the carnival

discretion tethered to the rising sun
therefore the end of the carnival

the mask revealed under the mask
therefore the end of the carnival

strawberry wisps melted on the tongue
therefore the end of the carnival

trapped and lost without the crowd
therefore the end of the carnival

searching faces for Dolores
therefore the end of the carnival

gratitude abandons a broken heart
therefore the end of the carnival

the carnival exists therefore the end
therefore the end of the carnival

(This is an unfinished poem in progress inspired by the Third Sunday Blog Carnival. Visit the Third Sunday Blog Carnival today and every third Sunday of the month for new links to poetry, fiction, and posts about writing.[This post was included in the May 2013 edition of the Third Sunday Blog Carnival.])

© Sweepy Jean and Sweepy Jean Explores the (Webby) World, 2013

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Comments on: "the carnival" (8)

  1. Carnival to me has that Bakkkkkhtian sense of abandon which makes every other line here make so much sense: therefore the end. Sad.

  2. Goblinrant said:

    I like how your Blog Carnival inspired this poem! Your poetry has such a bittersweet touch to it.

  3. Really enjoyed this. Found the form really interesting…I might try to write a poem that uses repetition like that. You always inspire me to try new things each time I come here! 🙂

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  5. martininwhangarei said:

    The form is interesting and unusual. You are brave to attempt this and it has turned out really rather effective, both in expressing the desolate and repetitive nature of carnival stalls on closing up and in generating a rhythm when reading. It reads well when read aloud as well!

  6. Still love this poem. May it rejuvenate all of our carnival desires!

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