Oversized dominant red/white smile
Painted carelessly onto the face while
The black rimmed eyes below the mane
Show only sadness, hurt, and pain
The smile a façade and nothing more
Hiding the true feelings at the core
Make believe of fun and games
While inside all’s up in flames
Boldly carrying that garish smile
Into the tent and down the aisle
Never letting anybody know
That this act is just a show
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Author:
Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (
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this clowning about business turns poetry into fun. I love your work.
Thanks Kevin, glad you enjoy it!
An emotive read Fred and so true of any wearing a mask behind which is much sadness. Impressive work.
Thanks Fay, love your choice of the word "emotive"!
Perhaps we are all clowns at heart - great read Fred.
Even if not all of us are clowns, a lot of us do hide our real feelings behind a facade or mask. Thank you!
A fine write F. Some clowns can seem sinister, and make us worried.
At the moment I'm more worried of how to get that accent thingy under the 'c' in 'façade'! lol. Ooh it's put it in automatically I see
I noticed that too when I wrote the word "facade". Somehow the accent just popped up. And you are right about sinister clowns. Apparently in France there are people dressing up as very sinister clowns in order to scare people, or commit crimes. Thanks for your comment!
I don't half write some rubbish sometimes. Small things amuse small minds? lol.
A lovely, emotional poem
Thanks Shannon, I am not going to hide my feelings: Love your poems!
Thank you!
I guess that makes me a clown too. Aren't we all for that matter? Good poem, Fred!
We certainly are, clowns hide behind their masks, we hide behind our poems!
I think we are all clowns sometimes. We do what we have to do to survive in this world and some days we need to put up our show.
You are right malu, the show must go on, no matter what. Thanks for your comment.
Welcome.
Simple words delivering a powerful reflective verse. Great write!
I still have one of my favourite childhood toys, a clown puppet - the subject of a song-writing attempt: Painted Puppet Clown. It contains a lyric "can't change his frown".
Thanks Bibbeck, and I believe you CAN change your frown. The power comes from within.
it reminds me of the clown in Stephen kings story called "it".
Sorry Paul, did not read that story. But thank you for your comment.
they made a movie of it also. so maybe next time
This struck me particularly sorrowful. I guess it's that the insides are so contrasted against the gaiety of the paint. Makes the paint a silly mockery of the man inside.
It is sorrowful, but I don't think it is a mockery. The clown chose that face, primarily for entertainment. In a way I chose this image as a metaphor. Another instance where we usually hide our real feelings is when somebody says to you: "Hi, how are you?" Did you ever tell any person (except maybe your husband, children or a good friend) how you really felt at that moment? Probably not. We put up a smile and say "fine". Just like that clown!
Good write, we all wear masks in differing situations.
So true, thanks for your comment.
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