This week’s challenge brought out thoughts about memories and birthdays. I thought about my years on this earth, riding through it like a ferris wheel. And, I though Of people who have rode my ferris wheel of life briefly or for a long time. There are those who taught me lessons, some caused me to fear, with others I shared laughter, or joined in love.
Here is the photo prompt for this week.
LIFE IS LIKE A FERRIS WHEEL
AGE
IS JUST
A SIMPLE NUMBER
THAT EACH YEAR INCREASES
NO MATTER WHAT I DO
THE SKIN THINS AND WRINKLES APPEAR
BUT THE LIGHTS OF MY BEING GLOW
MAKING MY LIFE LIKE THE TURNING FERRIS WHEEL
EACH DAY SPINNING INTO THE NEXT ONE
ONLY STOPPING TO SAY HELLO, FAREWELL
TO PEOPLE JOINING OR LEAVING
MY WHEEL OF LIFE
FOR EIGHTY YEARS,
WHAT A
RIDE!
I chose this design for my poem for two reasons: I wanted it to start at one word, go to eight words and then back to one. Our first birthday is “one”. Then each sentence represents ten years…to 80…and then back to one…reflecting back on my 80 years in ten year increments. The first half is about coming to the age of 80 and my physical and spiritual changes. The second half reflecting on those who have been a part of my life.
KAREN INGALLS, AUTHOR, BLOGGER & SURVIVOR 