Day 143: Lonely Carnival

My bride and I have been in Houston for the past few days visiting family and getting some things done. We’ve passed this empty carnival by West Oaks Mall a couple of times, the rides all going, but the carnival and parking lot completely devoid of people. Got me thinking and inspired today’s poem.

Not feeling that it’s one of my stronger works. What are your thoughts?

Lonely Carnival

Day 69: Empty Word

Thinking today on communication again, on words and writing and the ideas and concepts that give them meaning. Didn’t intend to go into labels with this poem, but it sort of sprang up. It seems to me a natural consequence of what happens when we embrace symbols while abandoning their meaning.

Empty Word