Carousel Kisses

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They strolled the boulevard

hand in hand,

stopping now and then

to play a game of chance.

He won her a kewpie doll

that hung on a stick,

bought her salt water taffy

and pink cotton candy.

They went on the Ferris wheel,

rode through the Tunnel of Love,

had their picture taken

in the penny arcade.

Riding white horses

on the merry-go-round

to the sound of calliope music,

they shared their first kiss.

She caught the brass ring

Author Notes

11 Comments for “Carousel Kisses”


I’m mostly a free-write kind of poetry writer so I can appreciate the rough ebb and flow of this poem, but it could use more points of connection to its flow, in my opinion. I appreciated and enjoyed the memories of the fairground carnival and remembered many of my own excursions as a youngster going there with a boyfriend. Brings back lots of memories!

Write On!

Tim Hillebrant


Very nicely done, Lina. I love how the love is shown here- almost like a blossom, growing a little more and more through the poem.

Well done!



Thank you, Tim. It was the title poem for my first book. I grew up on the North Shore of MA. Lived in Revere, home of the infamous Revere Beach. It was what I remembered about the Boulevard from the late ’50’s.


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