Ann Peck Poet Dizain

Tatters

I once was funny, made most people smile.
Children loved me because they didn't know:
I kept them laughing, yet all of the while,
my heart was aching without loving glow.
A sad-looking smile was best I could show.
My true love left close to our wedding day--
enormous shock and I felt my heart frey.
If life's in tatters, I'll make my smile strong
for children need a clown along the way.
I'll be their sunshine and they'll be my song!

January 2, 2023
for Tatters poetry contest
by Mystic Rose Rose
Dizain

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Jennifer Proxenos January 9, 2023 at 2:37 AM Hi Ann, I'm sure that a true love will be knocking at you door, the first one that left was not worthy of your love. Great poem, children need your smile meanwhile! love and hugs, Jennifer.

Sara Kendrick January 6, 2023 at 7:05 AM Ahh!! Sad. That event would be devastating one, but the future bride should know what kind of person the groom really was before the wedding so she wouldn't be marrying the wrong kind of person. Reads like a good contender to me for the contest. Thanks for sharing and for dropping by my page. Sara

Evelyn Judy Buehler January 5, 2023 at 11:48 AM Interesting and sad, and somewhat happy, too. But that is the way clowns are. I enjoyed this a lot, Ann. :)

Gershon Wolf January 3, 2023 at 5:26 PM Wonderfully upbeat closing there, Ann. You are one brave lady! ~ gw Ann Peck January 7, 2023 at 9:46 AM This poem is about a clown who can't smile :) I wish I was brave!

Suzanne Clear January 3, 2023 at 11:43 AM Anne, Exquisite! Heartfelt. Beautifully written. Love your thoughts............suzanne Ann Peck January 7, 2023 at 9:48 AM Thanks, sweet Suzanne! We sad clowns must stick together!

Joseph May January 3, 2023 at 7:02 AM Letting the smile shine through, Very nicely penned Ann, best wishes Ann Peck January 7, 2023 at 9:44 AM Thanks so much, Joseph! That's why I get for being a clown :)

Joanna Daniel January 2, 2023 at 11:13 PM A simply brilliant poem, Ann:) Ann Peck January 3, 2023 at 9:01 AM Thank you so much, Jo! I'm overwhelmed by your comments!