I smile just thinking about riding one. It's momentary freedom. Very playful write. Hugs,
Sheila

... Nothing surreal about it, as far as I'm aware; the experience, the transportation to another place, the long-lasting effects of an altered plane of vision - ALL are for real as far as I'm concerned... EVERY time I ride one! :)) Beautiful observations from a less-than-casual bystander... xx

No wonder the merry-go-round has lasted. Its motion enchants young and old, alike.

Ron

merry go rounds were always my favorite at the carnivals and the mini version at the playground...love the descriptives here

There's something totally magical about a merry go round. When a child riding the one at Griffith Park was my favorite thing to do. You've captured the felling and excitement perfectly and brought back many wonderful memories.
Peace,
Marcia

Jude, better to have been on a peaceful merry-go-round that on a wild roller-coast ride! Keep on riding your recollections!

Georg

A merry-go-round can always make me beam and brings back simple and joyous memories of being a kid. Great "feel good" poetry Jude.
Thank you!
Susan

Going in circles, in wonderment and happiness, anchored to the universal psyche, beautifully expressed Jude, now how about trying the Ferris Wheel, Blessings! Jasmin Horst

Interesting the way you transform childhood memories into something more conceptual. There is the physical experience, of course, but the symbolic, universal motion is captured too.
Some very expressive lines:
"on a solo sequence headed nowhere";
"revolving on a locus of amusement,
a fleeting rush of beaming expressions
ride inanimate horses,
alive in flurry of innocent dreams"
and the last line that sums it up so well.

Axilea

There is nothing like being on a merry-go-round, Jude, even into adulthood. Some thing if you are on a merry-go-round you are just going around in circles. But look at life. Isn't it like a merry-go-round? You are born and that is like stepping onto the merry-go-round. As you continue to grow, learning as you do, that is like circling around on the merry-go-round, learning more and seeing more as you continue onward, making stops here and there to fulfill your kaleidoscope dreams as the merry-go-round waits for you to come back to it. this circling of life finally runs out of steam and gas and power as the merry-go-round comes to a grinding halt and the breath leaves you. But what you have accomplished, is still on that merry-go-round for all to see ans it continues to turn for others in your wake. Okay. Got a little spacey I guess, just saying . . .

What a nice memory, and written so descriptively. It does bring back memories to me that I thought were long gone.

It is amazing how some things...perhaps sights, sounds, smells etc. can trigger such fond recollections of our childhood or youth. We can for a moment relive those times and the wonder and innocence that somehow our memories captured. Enjoy the ride my friend.
Fee

to travel back in time and feel the ride was great...

And so is the merry-go-round of life----from childhood to adulthood...and most times, we have the choice as to slow down or get off....it's all about making choices and taking chances. Jude, I love the way you write.

So very descriptive as I could visualize the moment well...

Be always safe,
Karen

A few years ago I sat on a merry-go round recalling the wonders I used to feel as a child,and your splendid poem matches all the joy that I remember...Thanks;-)

I'm still coloring your hair!

s

Jude, on the opposite shore to your shore, there is a sleepy beach town, with a Carousel that I used to ride on as a child. It is still operating till this day. The brass ring was the prize, and I was only able to get it once.
I ride the merry go round of life no matter how chaotic or crazy it is..Trust me when I say, I have been there, done that..
Get off or maybe I should say take a ride and take a chance for that brass ring.
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

love the ride with all those pretty horses and love the write!

Ahhhh..Such sweet memories. When I was a child, we had a merry-go-round in Griffith Park and my grandpa would take me there. The calliope would whine as it started to play and the rumble of the motor gears beneath the floor would begin the movement of the platform and 5 minutes of imaginings. I love the nostalgia you bring in this piece, Jude, thank you.
Take care,
Sherry

Hi Jude
Haven't been on one of those since I can't remember when. But I do remember how much joy it brought. Cheers, Liz

wow Jude,,I love the Merry-Go-Round...we have a mall that has the biggest in the US I believe,,don't mark my words..but I know it was at one time..it is magical,,and when I take my 2 year old Grand daughter on it, I am not sure who is having more fun :)
Christine