Clutching hands, twitching eyebrows
Expression wide face coming from nowhere
Tongue twisted in silence
Hair draped over his sombre face
With a crouched back, drooping ears,
That almost encircled his face
He is the crying clown of the daylight hours.
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Author:
Pete the Poet (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 8th, 2026 06:02
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Comments2
There are two clowns the smiling and the sad, I always chose the sad when I played the clown. Here the sad is mixed with day a good balance as the night needs the smile. Nicely written Pete
Good write Pete.
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