The clown is dead

Hear the drum roll

in the dark green
rain forest

The silver ray of light
is touching the moist earth

Spirits awaken
from the eternal sleep

by a fool's song

The last battle
the last swing

of the flaming sword

fool's head fallen
to the ground

The clown is dead
Thereafter silence

Poetry by night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-08-29 at 22:23

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D'Antay Web
the clown's face hides behind a mask... as the spirits awake we see the clowns true face. The golden silence in the forest gave me a feeling, that clown which is dead, now appears in a state of freedom and grace. Beautifully melancholic words and poignant.

a very good peice of imagination ,
the clown is dead , what an expression , very very impressive. holla.

Malin Johansson
This sounds like a scene from a theather!!
Great poem here my friend...

Zachary P. B.
and everything seems to darken...

and smiles say everything backwards don't they?

the clown is dead...

wow. loved this.


Nice poem, I feel sorry for the clown, though!

keith nunes
what a blast! like this