The Carousel Horse

Lifted up toward scattered tangled clouds
Carried across a faceless curious moon
As if upon that mythical steed Pegasus
Softly swinging earthward graceful as a swan
Lightly touching down surprised
At leaving no trace in that timeless dust

Dancing around and around in perfect cadence
Mimicking each other like ripples on a river
Accompanied on this fantastic journey
By waves of brassy notes from a calliope
Not quite muffled by cries of delight
Coming from barefoot girls and boys

When those Olympian gods with infinite wisdom
Close their carnival much later into night
A heavy silence falls then becomes shattered
By a lonely whistle from a passing train
Yet a single feeble light left burning glints
From a tear in one eye of the Carousel Horse

Jerry Marks