We had a circus, a riotous circus
lasted for days, weeks, months on end
then one morning the circus left town…
.
I remained, in the empty glade
with puddle-cast thoughts the rain had made
fishing for emotions from festive reflections
still swimming in the riotous circus days…
.
I find my face, it needs a shave
eyes glinting with the circus din
shared in a former time of this world
chasing visions that could have been…
.
Hands, smiles, elusive desires
promises, glances, longings, pleads,
gone with the circus, carried in illusions
that send to the heart what it so needs…
Author notes
I went for the thoughtful and emotional
A contest entry
- #104 at Winklings for Winklings and Friends elsewhere of Pamela A Lamppa by Lyndon.
6000 points, ended August 28, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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has a voice of a person with a well defined view of the world, the world well defined, and a place in it also well defined...and what he misses is also quite certain...I like this a lot. Thank you for this fine entry into the contest and best of luck in the judging...PK
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Intriguing write ...
and I'm sure Pamela will agree.
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seems to speak of regret. For me, it seems to be about losing something precious, and remembering good times now gone away. Very well written.
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