A Girl in the Red Bowler Hat
The girl in a red
bowler hat
made me smile
as she
bounced up
and down
and waved from
the back
of her elephant ..
And then
again, as she
blew an innocent
kiss, in my
vague direction ..
But that was
so long ago now ..
When all the
colours held fast
and were in
the right places ..
Oh’ such
halcyon days,
when I dreamt
of nothing
but being, a blue
eyed and shiny,
red nosed
clown for her ..
And of course,
for her elephant ..
Sadly, such days
are long
gone away now
and nothing
is left, except
for a few
dry smudges on
the rim of
some discarded
and otherwise,
obsolete
colour wheel ..
An occasional
dream
and of course,
this old scribble ..
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Author:
Neville (
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- Comment from author about the poem: no circus girls, or elephants were harmed in the making ..
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That’s true treasure.
The wheel snd the write.
Absolutely priceless sir .. thank you Bobby .. Neville
I love this one!! Days when things were simple and innocent!! ❤️
thanks LIZ .. I just wish I could remember ❤️
It's hard to. BUT, we can make new memories!!! ❤️
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Just beautiful in every way, pain can bring such art as this. 💖
.. there is that certain point isn't there between .. well you know, don'tcha .. bless you T ❤️
Good write Gold.
KP was an elephant-rider in a circus. One day she fell off. The elephant stepped on her, but its foot bounced off her, as she is full of botox! lol.
Don't ya just love it when she's taken down a peg or two.
What's Gold got to do with it
Oops, a confused laddie, me! I meant Goldfinch, who didn't even write this poem. lol.
Good write N. Are you 'N'?
That’s true treasure.
The wheel snd the write.
I just imagined a boy looking at a vintage circus post card…this poem seems subliminal and I wonder what Jung would have said! So beautiful…
how cool is that, you must have crawled inside my head .. Jung would surely have a field day .. thanking you P is so bloomin easy my friend .. 💛
Loved the circus...and the fantasies I had about the lady on the flying trapeze... until the sawdust got the better of my asthma.
Never mind - the evocation was all...
.. her name wasn't Sal Butamol by any chance .. nah' that would be too much of a coincidence 🙂
From memory it was Nive- someone or other...apart from the asthma I forgot to mention the temporary blindness.....
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My wife had an uncle who ran away in his mid-teens and joined the circus back in the 1930's. He was apparently a clown and a roadie. If I recall, you've had an eye issue that affects colors? Well, maybe that clown career is off the table, but you are now MPS's court jester so there's that!
How extraordinarily interesting .. thank you for sharing J .. .. I struggle with blue 💙
KP's got a naughty elephant joke, but she can't repeat it in public - requests for it via e-mail, please! lol.
The girl may have forgotten you but the elephant sure as hell hasn't.
A most intriguing poem. A memory from the past relived and now memorialized forever. Life's crossroads cause the most colorful meetings. This is a classic, - Phil A.
What a brilliant review note Phil .. thank you so much sir ... Neville
Those memories bring back such wonderful memories Neville.
Andy
cheers Andy
Brilliant!
you've perfected your flow and timing
in your trademark poetic, conversational style
it all reads so effortless
even on a first read, it feels like something I've practised before
if there is a single word, that when translated, conveys how thrilled, I presently feel .. then please write it along the following dotted line .. ................................ Neville
Lovely writing , Neville )). I love the soft tone to this poem and the way the words flow
So nicely expressed
bless you Violet .. 🤍
This is lovely how it is worded Elephant to me good luck I love them
Many thank you's Sunsetmet .. I am honoured that you should visit my little scrble and leave something behind .. Neville
Neville I have a new one first time I di Fushion one Everything Electric if you have the time please check it out I would appreciate
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