The Carnival

Why did you pretend to enjoy me?

you smiled instantly as

you saw my eyes reflect your spirit

your spirit has only seen carnivals of life-

 

You held your children's hands

as you walked them to the ferris wheel,

as you bounded forth with joy,

a sad clown with a frown face came to view

quick! quick!

cover your children's eyes!

they can never see sadness! ever!

your children will turn to awfulness

 

Once you reached this grand wheel

you took one single look, that was all

the ferris wheel containing laughing children,

scraped the sickenly blue sky a smidge too much;

it was far too tall for  your children

if one child may lean to far over,

to see the crying child that's balloon had taken flight from their grasp

they may fall over the railing

and tumble to their death

 

So on you walked,

passing by a joking dwarf

that was attempting to climb onto a pair of stilts

a crowd formed around,

all laughing at this small comedian

you and your children joined in,

yet you never knew so

 

-Why was it that you lied to me

everytime you used that smile of yours?

or was that smile performed by all of

that make-up on your clown face?

 

I now see why you passed by that clown:

that clown was a disgrace to his character!

he wore all of the make-up but did not

wear the proper smile

 

These children of your's

are isolated from me

not for the factor of that I do not wear make-up,

but I rarely smile

I am worse than the clown in the carnival,

you just wish that you could pass by me.

Reviews

[lori c]

oh oh oh you rock ! what an insightful commentary on those in society who fear their children just may grow to be that of which the parents tirelessly shelter them from. are we that untrusting and unaccepting.? i believe some are to a great extent and we all are to some extent. and what's wrong with a bit of sadness ? into each life it must come. i can see the carnival, the faces, the parents, and the clown, and yes, even "you" i really like this one.

[Shadows of Sight]

I for one don't have any problems with clowns. But i do have issues with people who hide behind masks and don't show their true colors. With children, it is important we show them the truth of what it out there, and that of which we as adults are. Let our fears, be learning lessons to them, so that they will not fear, but rather understand.
Great Write! :)

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

interesting subject and use of metaphors. purely imaginative and creative piece.


Great Write.
Thanks for submitting.
Rayne

[Eagle Cruagh]

I see a very mature and intellectual poem,
written with the insight of a talented and
sophisticated poet.
Thank you for this wonderful sample of
your work.
----- Eagle Cruagh

[Legion]

:( A rift between parents perhaps. So sad whatever the reason.

[Red_Queen]

This poem reminds me of the parents that walk around with thier children pointing at the punker with liberty spikes saying "now johnny don't you ever grow up to be like that holligan over there"