come
join me here in this
infernal paradise of fools
where the light of the world
shines dimly within the smoky ruins
of our regrets
and streets are festooned with streamers
and dreamers dressed in gaudy costumes
of tinctured paper
colours running
forming tinted pools beaneath their stocking feet
and paint smudges the footprints left behind
oh! what magic is woven
here
in these streets of silhouettes and silence
of dancing harlequin smiles
so eager to please
yet
so quick to forget you
come
don't be left out in the cold
this swirling madness...
this crucible of the damned
this parade and carnival of
life...!
A contest entry
- nothing, but a carnival ... (read the rules first) by A Prophet of 3.
4457 points, ended October 30, 2007, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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this is good ... i can see the side-show barker with a twisted grin trying to coax the mindless into his laughter, and the colorless clowns dancing through the streets tossing the children stale candy ...
i smiled when reading this ... it a good piece of writing ... well done ... *cheers* -
Wonderful.
Good luck in the contest.
*PEACE*
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