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Circus of Being
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Circus of Being |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana 
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it matters not the way things seem to be howling, hungry wolves beckon at our door take a chance, be someone different today open that door, watch yourself coming back pick what face you'll wear right off the shelf do your thing, matters not in the grand scheme a growing ice cube for a beating heart that sweet smile doesn't get you very far I have cried when I was happy I have laughed when I was sad bring on the teary-faced clowns under the big tent scarcely clad is it this road I should take; maybe not I'm off course, cannot find my compass a rusty tangled heart is all I own I've walked through far too many doors standing 'neath strings of naked light bulbs from which all kindness has been drained chanting like a medieval housewife with forked tail beneath cloven-hoofed legs abandoned and denied an Edgar Allen kind of day clouds are growing inside let them stay or chase away for the right reasons I do wrong things there's always yesterday in my eyes looked under my bed and was surprised saw my life on the head of a pin a ménage à trios that never ends Louisiana two-step with Zydeco leave guilt and worry on the dance floor live large, be happy, put blues in its place I have cried when I was happy I have laughed when I was sad bring on the teary-faced clowns under the big tent scarcely clad |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: Such incredibly impressive imagery, dear Jerry! Makes me sigh in sadness, but a circus is indeed a profoundly melancholic place, where smiles fade on clown's faces as soon as they exit from the stage. And in the "circus of being" it happens just like this, too often. May you cling to your inner warmth, be aware of it in the first place. Love, Margherita |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Could you tell I was more than a little melancholy when I penned this, Margherita? Sure you could. Old men (and women) tend to be that way toward the sunset of their lives, no matter how they have lived that life. I thank you very much for your support for my poems. ~ Don't insult the alligator till after you cross the river. ~ |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
A most touching write, Jerry. Yes, men and women tend to be "that" way but I think it's just a process to get us to the point of understanding and forgiveness of ourselves. We are only human after all but the review will get us where we're supposed to be. I have no doubt of that. Helen |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Jerry....So many faces to wear in this life...then how to be true to yourself when time sees to the changing? So very well done! |
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Word Weaver Member
since 2011-03-06
Posts 437California, USA |
This speaks for a lot of us Jerry. I love your line, "open that door, watch yourself coming back" in my book that's poetic genius. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
No doubt about it, Helen, but that we go through all these changes in search of understanding and forgiveness. I always appreciate your input on the comment section. Thank you. Martie, That, then is the problem. How, when we don so many different "faces" to get through life can we be sure we haven't convinced ourselves that we are, indeed, one of the masks and not ourselves. Good thought process here, my friend/ ~ Don't insult the alligator till after you cross the river. ~ |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I thank you, Marcia, for the very kind words. I maintain that if we can't watch ourselves coming back, how will we know for sure its the right face? Gotta be careful not to get them mixed up, don'tcha know. ~ Don't insult the alligator till after you cross the river. ~ |
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