Harlequins Poems | Examples

Pagliacci

Of course, a clown
is always clowning
as poets paint their write -- 
before with pen and ink

dip we nibs wells of performance

transforming dark ink
to colorful spectacle in showtime
spot of light -- like the pancake 

our many harlequins, 

like Arora, a rainbow
after cloudburst
real tears or daisy squirt?

we apply our big-top makeup

to cover-up and hide

otherwise unmanageable crowds

of deeply incised hurt --

Her Mind is a Carnival of Picasso Harlequins

"Her Mind is a Carnival of Picasso Harlequins"

Walking through the poetic frames of featureless ghosts
her fingers play like harps their ectoplasmic cages
strange symbols that clang the frivolity of vacuumed cleaned emptiness
dissolving in the invisible time wasted in the chronicles of their newfound empires
  
the meaning of their spectral presence swings

like canaries singing home all their honeys sweetly
it’s all bluebirds entertaining the wisdom of lovelorn owls watching on
like they are azure feathered blind mice adorned with halos, 
while the carnal vultures smile winging it above them all in prayer circles predatory

“her tongue is an arena of silent conflicts”

her mind is a carnival of Picasso harlequins
balancing the trapeze, the affairs of a wild heart 
scorched and stinging with fragments of cubist love collages 
arriving like ashes within the flames of her phoenix stages; 
some newly burnt Aphrodite.

elements closer to reality than the abstractions of geometry


CandideDiderot. ‘25

lost Night

Surrounded by gold Lustre
Old Clock chiming
extinguished the last vestiges
of the day
streets laying bleeding
the venom pliable
The last revillers
dressed in tweed
their  wanna be yesterdays
slide in between


Dance Hall
the harlequins of the night
scratch ones gilded fears

Paint peeling
lonely Moths
lost archways


Gargoyles point singular finger
Rhinestone cowboys
worship the jaws of the night
Laughing  girls sing lonely tunes
Its 4 O'clock
welcome grey dawn

End story

The last vestige of light
silently lingers
with the revillers drunk and blase

Stained windows
empty yesterdays hopes
Socceresses and velvet dolls
only offer their smiles

As the dancers kick like harlequins
your tears are gilded
Questions are divine
mourning for lost friends
Waiting for the sun
as the tapers pass by

Pouring Light

Cigar but no cigar
extinguished by the elders
Gaslighting commissioners held in tweed
The night people slide in between

Pouring light
velvet dolls
play with their own discord
electric spears happenstance
pale Harlequins of the night
scratch their gilded fears

outstretched hands
that jabs the line
of ghost trains

Stacked chips
sequined starlets shinge
Rhinestone streakers parade
paying homage
to pipers never paid
who snort energy in spoons

Crows

Crows gather
in beacons of Blackness
Any subterfuge of despair
marvels their flight
A curfew is needed
for their sorceress

They are the harlequins of the night
on a mindful mission
of sequined tricks

Commission Into Tweed

The Harlequins of the night
languish their last aura 
Lilly eyed clowns await
commissioners bleed into tweed
Rivillers  errantly play drums
Damsels failing in their appeal
Adventurers sent back
Running on empty
the night people slide in between

Those old sinners head for the valleys
backing their wasted years 
No prayers are said, just the orbital of silence

Winding

Secluded in  the last visages
millenium wine washed down by punters
Pinch pockets stare sideways
Spot like eyes
being close with lilly eyed iwallets
A figurative disguise turning blase
The servant drums dance
Harlequins of night mass parade
winding seawards
worshiping the pipers
who have to be paid

Gargoyles Jewelled

flaking paint
on peeling buildings
throws
clock fingers
through the last plumes of yesterday
Argus stained waiters
Gargoyles chewing on cigars
Smile till swede
Worshiping the harlequins
Sailors with denim eyes
velvet dolls with braided  smiles
worshiping the dreams of night
and the Serpentine dulls grey, disowned

Fate

The hounds are baying
my hand trembles
I take a whisky to calm my nerves
The rain relaints
My tears  have a glint
The fate I sought
has vanished in the haze
I rise my tune
and sweetly sing my time
as the harlequins lurch 
somedays soon

Let Go

LET GO       (Song )


Let go of multi-coloured cloaks 
                of rage, of gloat
frothy waves let go 
wild, naked...
just so, just so


Mountains watch fields of 
   wheat let go 
             of chaff in wind
Sun lets go of light to
          present lovely luminous night

 
( CHORUS x2 

Let go, let go, make spaces 
for bounties of aces 
show your limbs, toes
slender or slow, oh oh oh )


Skulls encapped with sequins 
     let go of maddening minds
looking for harlequins 
they embrace silly places


Be friend, not foe
Glow, nigh or high, no sigh
      see afresh what Life offers
everything that climaxes must proffer


( CHORUS x2 

Let go, let go, make spaces
for bounties of aces 
show your limbs, toes
slender or slow, oh oh oh  )



©GhairoDanielsPoetry&Song2021

Something For Emmett

Tears embedded
  three ring delight
Star-crossed harlequins 
pigmented fright
Echoes of laughter
masking false smiles
Greasepainted fantasy
—clowns in denial

(The New Room: July, 2022)

Asian Invasion

Asian invasion,
what's the occasion?
Why you getting in my house?
Harlequin romance?
You've had your last chance;
turning the page on that louse.

Ladybug cousin;
similar, doesn't
know how to act, sometimes bites!
Strange little beetle,
read my decretal:
get ready, here comes a fight!


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Harmonia axyridis are known by many names, including Asian beetles and Harlequins.

This is an Alouette:
    Meter: 5, 5, 7, 5, 5, 7
    Rhyme Scheme: a, a, b, c, c, b

The Color Wheel

The color wheel spins
 in the month of May
 with every shade of green on display.

The moss mixes in dark spring emerald spreads
 avocado ferns feathering asparagus sea breeze heads,
 Erin kelly limes flash neon harlequins in the air

Grass lawn malachites sway a chartreuse pear glint
 olive jaded myrtles mix in mantis mints
 flow with sea-green pine shamrock tints.

All spinning 
 on the scene
 with the color wheels of green.

Silent Colors Work of Art

Rejoice me in Rainbow Colors 
For Love,
So sheer White like Scarlet Rose
With Blackening Stem and Naval Petals 

Through Yellow Jail Bar reflected 
I despair the green sunflower yields
Beyond the silver discarded cut grass
The Blackening dove's overpasses  

In turquoise circles 
Returning to harlequins tartan Rainbow 
Artist easels blush in Pantone Stroke's 
Craving Colors 

Dancing and reciting lines from Swan Ballet 
The likes of which
Silent movies and Black and White 
Star's 

Could only Dream of
Above and beneath 
Our Sun , Sea & Star's 

Drawing in Inquisitive passing 
Allien Shimmering 
Flying Saucers 

Wishing only a Self-Portrait of there very own
To hang on the walls in there Space Ship

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