Written for: Poetic Bloomings2 – Prompt #255 – Calliope Music
We’ve stepped into August as Summer rolls along and the air is strong with carnivals and county and state fairs.
So, here is the prompt: write a memory of one of those events (carnival, County or State fair) or of any aspect of one of those.
“Hey mister, want to pet my pig?”
That was a first. Not wanting
to burst the kid’s bubble, we
followed him into the pen
to stroke the gray and pink
pig he had raised himself.
The pig responded with a grunt.
Walk through stalls of assorted
animals from horses and cows
to bunnies and sheep, most eager
to be petted. Blue ribbons were
awarded, and the pig race
was a hoot.
Every place you stood, scent
of powdered sugar funnel cakes,
corn dogs, and caramel corn
assaulted the senses. To wash
it all down, a tall strawberry
lemonade.
Jewelry and clothing booths
abounded. Palm readers
and artists of temporary
tattoos seemed to be around
each corner. For the kids,
a multitude of rides,
and bounce houses.
We waited with anticipation
each year for the Washington
County Fair to arrive. Still
missing those pig races.
