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The carnival is over
Every loser got a prize
While the winners grabbed the power
They were deafened to the cries
The ghosts were neatly packed away
Com-part-ment-al-ized
Scattered footprints only mark the sand
Sorrowed memory pains the eye.
Yet the carousel keeps turning
Fat ladies sing out loud
The acrobats do backflips
To the cheering of the crowd.
The freaks were trained like animals
Directed by the clowns
Newspapers filled with nightmares.
When the circus came to town.
Downtrodden hopes for open-hearts
The ringmaster fears such birth.
Rues the day the throngs cease laughing
At the greatest show on earth.
Every loser got a prize
While the winners grabbed the power
They were deafened to the cries
The ghosts were neatly packed away
Com-part-ment-al-ized
Scattered footprints only mark the sand
Sorrowed memory pains the eye.
Yet the carousel keeps turning
Fat ladies sing out loud
The acrobats do backflips
To the cheering of the crowd.
The freaks were trained like animals
Directed by the clowns
Newspapers filled with nightmares.
When the circus came to town.
Downtrodden hopes for open-hearts
The ringmaster fears such birth.
Rues the day the throngs cease laughing
At the greatest show on earth.
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God! What a powerful poem! He joins my considerations on the current world, and I like your metaphor.
I also write poems but in French, for the simple reason that I am French, and even if I married an American, it is not very easy for me to versify in the language of Shakespeare. For what, I managed to write a poem in English: “The two black suns and the child” who is also a poem in the shape of metaphor.
I just come to discover all the facets of your art, pictorial or in prose, and I like your work. I wanted to know if it was possible, with your permission, to illustrate one of my new poems with your creation : “spring mourning ", to make them coexist on my poetic blog. Naturally, I shall supply the link of your own site .It would really honor me, but I do not want to make it without your agreement.
I deliver you my e-mail, as well as the link of my blog.
In any case your work pleases me enormously, and I also wish to congratulate you for your " first winner place"
Have a nice day!
Brigitte
Email : beecatt@hotmail.fr
[link]
I also write poems but in French, for the simple reason that I am French, and even if I married an American, it is not very easy for me to versify in the language of Shakespeare. For what, I managed to write a poem in English: “The two black suns and the child” who is also a poem in the shape of metaphor.
I just come to discover all the facets of your art, pictorial or in prose, and I like your work. I wanted to know if it was possible, with your permission, to illustrate one of my new poems with your creation : “spring mourning ", to make them coexist on my poetic blog. Naturally, I shall supply the link of your own site .It would really honor me, but I do not want to make it without your agreement.
I deliver you my e-mail, as well as the link of my blog.
In any case your work pleases me enormously, and I also wish to congratulate you for your " first winner place"
Have a nice day!
Brigitte
Email : beecatt@hotmail.fr
[link]