A Carnival Of Words - Wednesday Words

While Spinning on a Top

 

Tickle, tickle on my toes.

Up and up, around it goes.

Sneaking, peeking, hide and seek.

 

 

Whirling, twirling dervish girl

Catch your breath, as toes unfurl.

Dizzy, busy, sounds swirl round.

 

 

Funhouse play, no fun you say?

Spinning top every which way.

Up goes the stomach, down goes me.

 

 

There is no name for this fair.

The rides are free, if you dare;

Life is all the fare you need.

 

 

This poem was originally published on my Medium channel. It has had a few edits since then. I hope you enjoy, and I would love it if you would consider joining my channel there.

Original Publish Date April 12, 2023. Edited June 25, 2025