A jester stood at the corner,
His smile never there, with a red hat on his head,
His eyes were dark, shining through,
The darkness of the room.
The jester that I knew,
Never seemed to gloom,
What had happened to him?
Once so free, no longer at the side of the stage,
He stands alone, singing without a lead,
The rest had left him, disbanded for good,
One made it big,
One stayed to himself,
One disappeared,
And there he stood, trying it all.
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atticus_made (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This Poem is a riddle, I made it about my favourite singer. Try and figure out who it is, if you are up for a small challenge.
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The first glance the season and the red hat with dark eyes I thought of St. Nick but then it grew serious and I knew it was not. As for the singer I do not venture to guess knowing but a hand full of modern singers and most non commercial, most of my knowledge comes from a previous generation. The poem itself is very well written and quite poetic regardless of the person. Nicely written it speaks for itself
It's an older singer, mainly from the 90s, the band he was in focused on dressing how they wanted to, it's a very eye catching sight! If you want a hint, he is very likely to appear when you search up jesters!
Peter Tork of the Monkey's was known as a jester but that was in the sixties and Bob Dylan was known as the jester in Don McClain's song American Pie. Otherwise you got me
i will continue writing more riddles of him, likely until somebody guesses correctly, so do not worry.
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