Fair Only Spins on Ferris Wheels
~

Fair only spins on Ferris wheels,
and how can one control one’s deepest churning feverish feels?
Fair only spins on Ferris wheels,
wave of wonder, heart peeking through waxing silent seals?
Fair only spins on Ferris wheels,
life is lost in thought, practicing bended wistful kneels.
Fair only spins on Ferris wheels,
when I picture you in soft shades of teals.
Fair only spins on Ferris wheels,
you seem to unravel me like fragrant orange peels.
Fair only spins on Ferris wheels,
and it’s fine because I can picture us in black and white dreamy vintage reels…
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
Reader insights
Nice work
Very well written. Keep up the good work!
Top insights
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
On-point and relevant
Writing reflected the title & theme
Easy to read and follow
Well-structured & engaging content
Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
Eye opening
Niche topic & fresh perspectives
Masterful proofreading
Zero grammar & spelling mistakes



Comments (6)
Oooo very juicy lines. Okay okay, I see you spitting game. Lol 😆. Love this ❤️❤️❤️
Oh yeah! The end was smoother than butter 💖 Fair only spins on Ferris wheels" yay, you're doing amazing!
Absolute cinematic genius! Also, you had me at “orange peels”—now I’m craving both poetry and a snack. Well played! 🙌
Oooh, this is nice. I love the soft shades of teals and unraveling like fragrant orange peels... great job, J 😊
Wonderful! Well written
What a sweet ending to this!! (isn't it Ferris wheel?) or perhaps you wanted it that way with the "fair") Unravel me like fragrant orange peels. What great descriptions….