Revivification

I could have been a funny circus clown With multi- colored makeup on my face. I could have been the greatest fool around My face on posters all over the place. But I chose instead to be a poet An unknown writer who now writes verses. A self indulging choice I must admit But its satisfaction reimburses The time and effort I devote to it. I will never be a Poe or Whitman Nor poet laureate I must admit And that famous funny-circus-clown man? I resurrect him occasionally Like in this present piece of poetry.