Priceless Comedy, Compassionate Clowns, Enchanting Clowns, Toddling Along, Happy Sappy!

Priceless Comedy, Compassionate Clowns, Enchanting Clowns, Toddling Along, Happy Sappy!

A Poem by wuliheron

Priceless Comedy



Faint quiet laughter carries across the field.

Jubilant toddlers playing hide and seek,

Familiar siren voices calling me on the wind.

Still foolish enough to merely laugh at any foolishness.

Silly enough to tickle plenty of purple people pink!

Somehow knowing, without knowing,

That which none can ever really know:

Their gift of grace is merely for sharing.

Better enjoyed together for its own sake,

The blissful contentment, bumbling along;

Eternally fresh slapstick seizes the moment,

Presenting delightful gifts to the entire world!

Capable of wrapping people around their little fingers,

Touching all affectionately, while contending with none.

Engagingly flawless naiveté,

Priceless family comedy.

Compassionate Clowns



Compassionate clowns come to everyone's rescue,

Forgetting all about themselves in the moment;

Only aware of the virtue of ignorant wisdom.

Witnesses loudly applaud their compassion!

Heroes who think of others as themselves,

The heroes, of every other clown's story;

Dreamers, busily living their dreams,

Totally caught up, in the moment!

The same as the rest of us clowns,

Busy bumbling down the road in enormous shoes,

Embracing any foolish ignorance, with compassion.


Enchanting Clowns



The really spellbinding clowns,

Seldom, inspire any mean fairy tales,

Zombie mockery only makes them chuckle,

And, their sense of humor is out of this world,

While their intentions always appear honorable,

And their jokes unquestionably from the heart.

An enchantingly delightful comedy,

That, leaves no stone untouched.

For their grace is beyond compare,

Beyond mere words, to ever describe,

And their love of compassionate humor undeniable.

Delightful giggles echoing... rolling across the floor.


Toddling Along



The Toddler does not distinguish between herself and the world;

The needs of anyone around her are her own.

She is good, to those who are good!

She's also good to those who are not so good,

Thereby she is always very good!

She trusts trustworthy people;

And untrustworthy ones alike,

Making her always trustworthy!

The sage lives in harmony with her world,

Her mind, becomes the world's mind!

So she nurtures the hearts of all others,

Toddling along determined to be just like mama!



Happy Sappy!



When you conquer one clown at a time,

Your worst fears can soon be forgotten,

Merely, by turning the brat onto,

Happy sappy toddler pabulum!

Completely meaningless drivel!

Never do any harm unto others!

Plugging into the b**b tube young and old alike,

Often chuckle to themselves while throwing up!


© 2018 wuliheron


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Added on November 28, 2018
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wuliheron
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I'm a brain damaged, mentally deranged, hippie dippy raised on Gilligan's Island and Green Acres, but I'm never going back there again! Currently, I'm 11 years into writing a book on Collective Ignora.. more..

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