Thank you so much, Ghosteen. I’m glad the poem gave you that sense of ambivalence; that’s exactly what I was hoping to convey. You have a beautiful way with words, and I truly appreciate your insight.

Thank you, Tim. I can’t think of a better way to put it. “A surrealistic journey of assurance and faith” truly captures the feeling I had when I wrote it. I’m glad that came through.

Dearest Crimsin,
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Thank you. That’s very kind of you to say. I do feel the message in this dream so strongly. It brought a lot of comfort, especially since it touched on something that had been troubling me for a while.

​It’s a powerful feeling to know there’s a force or even a divine intervention that will be our advocate, even if we’re not there to witness it.

Thank you so much, Damian. I really appreciate you taking the time to read it and for your kind words. It means a lot.

​I appreciate that! This poem began as a strange, trippy dream that stuck with me, so I’m glad it translated into a magical journey for you. It was a release to write it, and I ultimately found meaning and comfort in it -a message about trusting our inner-light and finding peace.

Hello Fia Naturie. I love your perspective! It’s a beautiful way to think about it – that we’re all on our own wheels of life, and sometimes the journey is about waiting for the right one. Thank you for that insight.

Thank you so much. I love that memory of your seaside town – it must have been a delightful place to grow up in. The idea of the fair as the pulse of the streets beautifully mirrors the anticipation I was exploring in the poem. It’s a perfect way to think about how waiting and wonder shape our human experience. I’m really glad it resonated with you.

Hey Tim, thanks! Your comment is like a perfect Ferris wheel ride – it gives me a whole new view. I appreciate it.

Thank you so much, J. I deeply appreciate your comment, especially coming from someone whose work I’ve always admired for its depth and metaphorical precision.

I’m glad you connected with the poem’s mood; your phrase “a carnival without the carnival” is perfect.

The poem was born from a dream, and it felt like waking into a subliminal space- an echo of something I’m still hopeful for. You’ve perfectly captured that sense of waiting and imagining what might be.

Thank you, Chris! I actually went on a Ferris wheel a few years ago, and discovered I have a fear of heights!

I was fine with them when I was younger, but once we started moving, I thought I was going to faint. I was so focused on just breathing that I couldn’t even enjoy the view.
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That image of you watching the Torquay Ferris wheel with your tea sounds so peaceful. I think I would much prefer that to a ride!

Hello Thomas W. Case. Thank you so much! I really appreciate you saying that. Yes. I remember just reading your poetry on Writer’s Cafe. A fellow writer there, recommended your name, and it’s a pleasure reading your poetry.

Dear Curt,

Thank you for sharing such a thoughtful perspective. I love how you saw the ferris wheel as both life and death -that duality is exactly the space my dream seemed to hold. For me, the dream felt like standing at the edge of something big, knowing the “ride” is there, but also feeling the stillness and peace of just waiting. It reminded me that the wheel keeps turning, and the chance to step on will be there when I’m ready.

It’s one thing being in a dream, but standing on top of the Sears Building is a whole other level. I don’t think I could do it – my mind would go straight to “falling” and my body would just follow, if I didn’t faint halfway up! Just thinking about that is terrifying. You’re a very brave man. Thank you for sharing your story and fthe actual feeling of vertigo it gave me haha

Best,
Roma

I’m glad that line struck you! Sometimes, leaving the mystery alone is the most profound choice of all.

Thank you so much for this thoughtful feedback! I’m so glad the piece lured you in and held your attention -that means a lot. This poem came from a dream I had, so when you say it kept you intrigued, I feel like you’re stepping into that dream with me and witnessing it as I did.