Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Carousel Memories

Image Hosting by PictureTrail.com

Today I spent hours sitting with Darryl in the Oncology day ward as they dripped chemotherapy into his veins. As I sat I drew and we remembered the days when we were young and went to Luna Park together. The Carousel bought back memories of carefree days, of the giggle palace, mirror maze, river boat ride and old ghost train. These days we ride a far different carousel and wonder when the ride will end.

3 Comments:

At 3:03 AM, Blogger faucon of Sakin'el said...

and they wait -- Epona's perhaps rather than Pegasus', knowing ...
the ride does not have to end,
for you may choose to return,
jump aboard the swirling dance --
up, up to the reaches of magick,
down in heady plunge to mem'ries,
secure in the balance of now --
and always to music ...
ah yes, -- the music

 
At 3:29 AM, Blogger le Enchanteur said...

the music was the main thing wasn't it? I do declare I think I can hear it in the distance.

 
At 10:51 PM, Blogger Imogen Crest said...

Heather, I remember Luna Park too, still love it.

Nice stuff, Faucon.

 

Post a Comment

<< Home