Short Ringleader Poems

life is more than a circus
the ringleader has a painted smile
and a plastic heart
what can y ou do when you're helpless
a lion locked in it's cage
just keep trying to claw out
never give up
the hope keeps you going
the bit of faith that one day you might just get out of this act and roam the jungle....

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You motormouths, that pull the strings of life,
Marionettes of Pied that seek confusion.
Your piper teeth are chattering with strife,
Like a Jedi, with wave of hand delusion
“Come one! Come all!” the ringleader twists knife.
The press buries the truth, besets illusion.
The circus clown smiles whilst Hans-ing fairy whales,
Marionettes of Pied with Moby-Dick-sized tales.

3/27/2023

Just having fun creating an Ottava Rima

*Hans as in Hans Christian Anderson...

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I'm afraid it was the sun
as it coaxed leaves to glisten
within a gentle background
of white noise breeze that 
made the grass sway

I too accuse the reds
and the yellows of flowers
that knowingly indulged 
their vibrancy, violet
the cunning ringleader
whose plan was hatched
that fateful day 

when I stood inadvertently 
murmuring discreetly
appreciating, but a frog 
had jumped beside me
I didn't know he was there
I hope I can count on
his discretion...

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