I had a funny challenge….

I had a funny challenge. I have this ferris wheel picture frame, you see -- six frames, that spin around a metal wheel. Can you picture it? I wanted to do a poem for it, something that would work in either direction, starting at any point. Here's a stab at it -- I'm pretty happy with it right now, but we'll see how I feel in the morning:


backwards and forwards

and we go spinning round and round,
hearts in throats, your hand in mine;
will we ever touch the ground?

will we ever touch the ground?
I ask the stars, search for a sign;
never speak, make no sound.

never speak, make no sound,
and we pretend we're doing fine;
touch my heart and feel it pound.

touch my heart and feel it pound;
your kisses taste like autumn wine --
I was lost, but now I'm found.

I was lost, but now I'm found;
our bodies touch, and sweet entwine;
the land is lost, the ship is drowned.

the land is lost, the ship is drowned;
your eyes will sure the stars outshine,
and we go spinning round and round.


backwards and forwards (another version)

the land is lost, the ship is drowned;
your eyes will sure the stars outshine,
and we go spinning round and round.

I was lost, but now I'm found;
our bodies touch, and sweet entwine;
the land is lost, the ship is drowned.

touch my heart and feel it pound;
your kisses taste like autumn wine --
I was lost, but now I'm found.

never speak, make no sound,
and we pretend we're doing fine;
touch my heart and feel it pound.

will we ever touch the ground?
I ask the stars, search for a sign;
never speak, make no sound.

and we go spinning round and round,
hearts in throats, your hand in mine;
will we ever touch the ground?


The first version seems happy, the second sad. Or the first hopeful, the second less so. Something like that. Do you think so?

Of course, you can start anywhere among the stanzas as long as you continue in sequential order, so there should be ten more versions, I think.

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