Best Circus Tent Poems

When my time is done and I am finally laid to rest
I don’t want to be recalled as one who lived life depressed

So as I...

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IF I WERE AN ELEPHANT

If I were an elephant I'd remember all kinds of things
like where to find juicy trees and nice cold springs.
I'd jump...

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Suddenly from somewhere
A street urchin-
An untamed bird of the wider sky
Dropped down
Into the circus tent
Before him was unfurled
Scenes eerie….awesome!!

Roaring lions and tigers,
Gibbering baboons, caravans of...

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Her spouse wise or unwise, who can tell. Does he dream in midnight hues? Oh why doesn’t he wake up, or at least spit out...

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Suspended with roses, a garter and courage.
Her wispy white costume blows in the breeze.
Silky vibrations as she sways her bodice —
the Rapunzel-princess of the swinging...

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I was not in the mood for fishing 
though i brought all the gear and
Settled into my comfortable mode
Of tranquil bliss by the edge of...

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SUMMER HEAT AND HUMIDITY 
UNDER A COOL AND SHADY TREE 
REMMINISCING THE DAY'S EVENTS 
UNDER THE BIG TOP OF THE CIRCUS TENT  
COLORFUL FACE'S...

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The elephant is in the room,
In fact the entire house,
But nobody really addresses its presence,
Or the damage it represents.

It’s not clearly seen,
Like a ghost wondering...

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Through a wooded thick in a forest of New England,
There exists a secret circus called the Craft of Ringland.

Meandering through a meadow one night before...

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It's already hard enough to say anything accurately
without further obfuscating and camouflaging the soul.
The faces in the funeral pews are impassive, impatient
and the dead woman...

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Mimes at my Funeral
When my time is done and I am finally laid to rest
I don’t want to be recalled as one who lived life...

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UNDER THE RED UMBRELLA 

Under the red umbrella, sheltered in our rainy day nest,
my coal black heel lifts — our oneness beats in my chest.
Handsome...

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Of cotton candy and candy apple’s crunch
I remember the circus tent and dusk
The smells of donkeys and elephant dung
And heady smells of smoke that hung
In...

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I need words-
Good words-
Words as voluminous
As a circus tent
That comes with a zipper
So that I can envelop myself
In their resplendent expanse,
Seal myself in,
And still have...

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You wonder how my day was spent?
I snuck into a circus tent;
to take a peek was my intent.
I'm glad I went, I'm glad I went.

A...

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