Birthday Treat

A Poem by Dale Pavolko

Somber Clown cappers to an awe sick sky
Burnt by breath of dragons passing by
Fading shades of fairies dripping dreams
The show tonight grips you tight
It glues you to the scene
Vermillion flower skeletons
Glowering from mezzanines
Vacant staring zombies
Eating clouds of tangerines
Crimson rain patters down
Crimson splatters on the ground
Little Miss Mary’s pale and scary
Little Miss Mary’s all unwary
Bright red butterflies stitched and bound
Bright red butterflies on birthday gowns
Somber Clown Happy Clown
Party Clown chambering rounds
Going to bring the big top down
Jacking jackets coughing clatters
Dreams in tatters what’s the matter
Its just a Clown mad as a hatter
Birthday treat aren't Clowns neat