| Open Poetry #44 |
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Clown |
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zaxby Junior Member
since 2009-03-05
Posts 48California |
The clown cried today, in the fat lady’s arms he cried. Folds of fat a womb for a cold hard world. Shivering and shaking his cries muffled by the towering tent, and the astonished mutterings of a shocked crowd. His son, flying so high fearless and free, now a broken body on the ground, blood and bones mixed with popcorn and elephant waste. The clown cried today, in the fat lady's arms he cried. |
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Mysteria![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
I sure understood this one as when I was young, a Barnum and Bailey Circus came to town, and I witnessed a fall, it was horrible! I am hoping this is well done fiction. Well done scene. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
What a sad scene! Heart breaking piece. |
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angellea Member
since 2009-03-29
Posts 144NC, USA |
So tragic. I can feel the heartache. ~Maranda |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo Zaxby, This is excellent work, well carried out. Bobby |
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Alison![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
How sad this is - and how very well written. Alison |
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