in force the sad clowns
scatter the ashes to tame
a bucket brigade
pages of lions
three ring the gray seals a flame
the tension immense
within the wide tents
the thunderclap a great noise
in silence she reigns
Poetry
in force the sad clowns
scatter the ashes to tame
a bucket brigade
pages of lions
three ring the gray seals a flame
the tension immense
within the wide tents
the thunderclap a great noise
in silence she reigns
I loved it. It was wonderful. Funny coinciudence I just wrote a fantasy poem called At the Circus yesterday. Kudos.>KB
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Do they ever leave town?
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oOnly in the imagination.>KB
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