The Clown

FredPeyer

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

  • Author: Alfred Peyer (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 2nd, 2017 03:49
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • kevin browne

    this clowning about business turns poetry into fun. I love your work.

    • FredPeyer

      Thanks Kevin, glad you enjoy it!

    • Fay Slimm.

      An emotive read Fred and so true of any wearing a mask behind which is much sadness. Impressive work.

      • FredPeyer

        Thanks Fay, love your choice of the word "emotive"!

      • Michael Edwards

        Perhaps we are all clowns at heart - great read Fred.

        • FredPeyer

          Even if not all of us are clowns, a lot of us do hide our real feelings behind a facade or mask. Thank you!

        • orchidee

          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

          • FredPeyer

            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!

          • orchidee

            I don't half write some rubbish sometimes. Small things amuse small minds? lol.

          • ShannonXx

            A lovely, emotional poem

            • FredPeyer

              Thanks Shannon, I am not going to hide my feelings: Love your poems!

              • ShannonXx

                Thank you!

              • Louis Gibbs

                I guess that makes me a clown too. Aren't we all for that matter? Good poem, Fred!

                • FredPeyer

                  We certainly are, clowns hide behind their masks, we hide behind our poems!

                • malubotelho

                  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.

                  • FredPeyer

                    You are right malu, the show must go on, no matter what. Thanks for your comment.

                    • malubotelho

                      Welcome.

                    • Bibbeck

                      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".

                      • FredPeyer

                        Thanks Bibbeck, and I believe you CAN change your frown. The power comes from within.

                      • onepauly

                        it reminds me of the clown in Stephen kings story called "it".

                        • FredPeyer

                          Sorry Paul, did not read that story. But thank you for your comment.

                          • onepauly

                            they made a movie of it also. so maybe next time

                          • Heather T

                            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.

                            • FredPeyer

                              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!

                            • Goldfinch60

                              Good write, we all wear masks in differing situations.

                              • FredPeyer

                                So true, thanks for your comment.



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