Poetry Blogs (2015, clown)
A fiery clown has come down
Over forests, lanes and towns.
No trumpets blown, no drums rolled,
Out of the morning mists he strolled.
Yello! Yello! It's party-time!,
He smiled. His reds and golds he sprayed around.
And God's whole house was swathed with hues untold.
All about the orange glowed, crimson leaves displayed.
The ceiling now was light with blue....
Sunday 20th October 2019 7:15 pm
You must know
Life is not a show
You go up, you go down
But stop acting like a clown
You may pretend you don't care
Anyway you know what we share
Every time we both meet
We're falling in love a little bit
I do love you but never said
I'll still be like a shade
Will be watching all your moves
One day you'll see it proves
That the one from the past
Was always first to give help fa...
Monday 28th December 2015 8:05 am
This make-up’s dried upon my face,
gone cracked with age and wear.
I can’t remove this absurd mask.
You’ll never know how much I care.
The girl with pretty eyes will smile,
the clown, so sad, will sigh.
Another chance has passed away.
Another star lights the sky.
You see the clown and laugh at him,
I turn away and cry,
Tuesday 2nd April 2013 10:10 am