{"id":1286,"date":"2010-09-08T16:48:43","date_gmt":"2010-09-09T00:48:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.phyllischen.net\/?page_id=1286"},"modified":"2010-09-08T17:11:02","modified_gmt":"2010-09-09T01:11:02","slug":"mesmers-poem","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/www.phyllischen.net\/index.php\/bio\/mesmers\/mesmers-poem\/","title":{"rendered":"Mesmers (poem)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Up on the carousel we go&#8230;<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Along what ride? We do not know.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>As it turns and churns and rolls in round<\/em><br \/>\n<em>The eerie captain makes his sound.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>All aboard! he yells<\/em><br \/>\n<em>As all horses are held,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>To what place? What story?<\/em><br \/>\n<em>It&#8217;s too soon to tell.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>We ride and smile at what whimsies we see<\/em><br \/>\n<em>People laughing and leaving<\/em><br \/>\n<em>From one to sixteen.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>We ponder the scene as it churns by slow<\/em><br \/>\n<em>And grow a set of eyes<\/em><br \/>\n<em>To see what we don&#8217;t know.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Squeaks and cracks and rumbling motors<\/em><br \/>\n<em>our ride rolls on<\/em><br \/>\n<em>With just one more quarter.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>We witness the world turn<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Without the slightest concern,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Inviting our fairy tale<\/em><br \/>\n<em>To take our journeys a&#8217;sail.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Memories and moments<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Wrap around us in dance<\/em><br \/>\n<em>In a lullay of time<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Be it hypnosis or trance.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>One more round<\/em><br \/>\n<em>And the chime will sound,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Our mesmerized souls<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Will touch back to to ground.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>But no need to be wistful<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Or full of sorrow,<\/em><br \/>\n<em>For the ride rolls on&#8211;<\/em><br \/>\n<em>Even after tomorrow! <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><br \/>\n<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em><br \/>\n<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Up on the carousel we go&#8230; Along what ride? We do not know. As it turns and churns and rolls in round The eerie captain makes his sound. All aboard! he yells As all horses are held, To what place? What story? It&#8217;s too soon to tell. We ride and smile at what whimsies we [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"parent":1244,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.phyllischen.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1286"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.phyllischen.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.phyllischen.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.phyllischen.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.phyllischen.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1286"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"http:\/\/www.phyllischen.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1286\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1288,"href":"http:\/\/www.phyllischen.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1286\/revisions\/1288"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.phyllischen.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1244"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.phyllischen.net\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1286"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}