High Above the Pier
It is summer and my lover
and I sit in a yellow round
gondola high above the pier
Machine gears grind as they pull
a roller coaster up a track
beneath us before releasing
it to zip around making a whoosh
sound accompanied by delightful
screams of the occupants inside
Other rides spin, rock and thrill
those who desire adrenalin rushes
Our bucket comes
to a standstill
suspended at the top
where a morning breeze
caresses our cheeks
We see families delight
in the beach as they run
laughing towards white cap waves
We hear the surf collide
against the coastline
mixed with music
from an electric violin
below and squawks
from seagulls
Refreshed by the sea
as in the past when
we were first married
our day out is special
because it is my husband’s
first time riding
the Ferris Wheel
I delight in seeing
his adventurous spirit
rejuvenated
which otherwise
has a fear of heights
Fireworks in the Sky
The sound of a whistling
rocket flying into the air
synchronizes with a boom
before colorful shapes
manifest in the dark sky
During a summer light
show an illumination
of flowers and waterfalls
make different colors
against a black canvas
Geometric patterns
paint the night
The finale magic is created
with multiple firecrackers
being quickly shot out of a cannon
to produce splatters of brilliance
against an ebony background
They leave behind smoke clouds
of memories for me until the next
fireworks display
Summer sounds of kids
splashing water in big pool
Silence comes at night
Weary children in deep sleep
wake refreshed for more fun times
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