-Small village
No city busyness
Off Interstate 40
National Road
Green Ohio.
-Vendor tents
Goods galore
Food trucks abound
Smoky BBQ billows from
Black grills
Sticky treats
Corn on the cob!
-Fair games
Pop-pop-toss!
Ferris wheel spins
Family delights
Neon fair lights.
-Come as you are!
Don't dress up!
Ain't got time for that fuss!
Anything goes!
-Eat with your hands
No fork or knife
Lots of napkins!
Messy sight!
-Thick, drenched chop
Grilled, brown sugar sweet
Spicy tomatoey sauced
Hot
Gnaw to the bone
Get every last bit
Of Ohio summer.
-Sweet, crispy
Light vanilla
Sugary fried
What is a festival
Without waffles?
1-2-3
Gone!
-What is joy?
Look in the back!
Piles of dirt
Yellow construction vehicles scattered
Metal fencing
A sprawling brick building.
-A gift
To the kids
Years in the making
Since 2000's
Now manifesting
Hope.
About the Creator
Julie Achterman
I have always had a vivid imagination and been writing since childhood. Recent projects include poetry, songs, and journals. Vocal is my newest endeavor, and I hope you'll enjoy. Thank you for your support!
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