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Dark Poetry #1

The Clown

RobertB
Senior Member

since 1999-09-26

Posts 1104
Champaign, IL

0 posted 2000-03-03 11:10 PM

The Clown

After the parade when the dust has settled down
and the night's performance has been put to bed
a fog of isolation seeps into the heart of the clown.
The echoes of laughter from the stands
only intensifies the ache in his heart
as he ponders his life that for now is out of his hands
and is measured in sips that come from a glass
which by the way is much to close to empty.
So he hoists a bottle of memories and drinks from the past
and laughs at himself the way they laugh at him.
Only he laughs alone in his remembering
because no one here in his life now has seen where he's been.
So comes the laughter from the sadness of the clown
whose last performance is pulled out of a drawer
and rattles the windows of houses at the edge of town.

Robert

Poet deVine

Administrator

Member Seraphic

since 1999-05-26

Posts 22612
Hurricane Alley

1 posted 2000-03-04 08:10 AM

Sad poem. Sometimes people hide behind a 'clown mask' so they won't be hurt, so no one will be able to see who they really are.. this is a good poem!

RobertB
Senior Member

since 1999-09-26

Posts 1104
Champaign, IL

2 posted 2000-03-04 05:24 PM

sometimes...most times...we all hide. It protects us.

Munda
Member Elite

since 1999-10-08

Posts 3544
The Hague, The Netherlands

3 posted 2000-03-04 11:16 PM

So it may seem ! Protect us ? From whom ? Ourselves most of the time

And who can rescue you from yourself....only you Robert.
LOL Sorry about that. Did I mention I like this poem a lot ? I do Robert, I do !

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