Sideshow Poems - Poems about Sideshow

You could hear the sounds of sideshow alley blaring out from a mile away. The hollow, metallic rasp of music and glow of coloured lights rose in a huge bubble above the beach. Adolescent dreams would flutter the warm summer evening like a mindless moth revved up on hope. The clang and clatter of rides, the yells and excited screams sprayed out of a...

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Playtime in the bone-pit. Sanctified ritual amalgamates sawdust savagery with infantile hunger and births a blank recognition within the eyes of the disbelieving. What is it? Praise be to the Geek. Empty, gone and automated he devours his daily bread of chickens and rodents with a dry heroin mouth that grinds and chews towards infinite sideshow pay days. Strange but true! Mister, he was made for it. Humiliation...

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Inside the sideshow tent were such wonders to behold. I believed every come-on the sleazy carney tried-- “Come, see a woman covered in snakes,” the barker cajoled, “Witness the wedding of a groom and his tiny midget bride.” I believed every come-on the sleazy carney tried-- “See the man who transforms a wax statue into gold.” “Witness the wedding of a...

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The end of the dream and into the nightmare sideshow distortions and Edvard Munch screams nothing is as it seems....

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A crazed, dazed unexplained side show that freaks. What did we just do? Who knew, the few true, would prove to be me; and you? In shape we fit to form; like the shoe. In step we go toe to toe. As we set sail off the dock we began to row. From here to...

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Trump Barker In Sideshow Trump's financial records are n New York on file Look like he is going through period of denial Seems so rich and everything he can afford Even made Daughter Chairman of a board. If asking her a question why should you bother Who would say anything against own father No matter what he did or perhaps direction Trump was...

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Now had his body been but still, His face was that of a Raphael, Limned in melancholy Pensive eyes set on another world. Another world he did therein dwell Until his kangaroo jumps arrested the spell. They froze our looks And in wonderment we did gaze. In his mother's tender and loving care He fondled,caressed and kissed her hair. Trapped in its own tissue The congregation...

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It was a five ringed circus Complete with the ragged remains of a tourniquet Heavily fringed by the under eye baggage of a bloated nefarious Clown soul that is Blowing across the freeway garnished with the white plastic baggies From the local supermarket factory Now fluttering like proud flags from the tops of trees Spawned by an alien race It was...

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Across the sawdust circus ground Where bells and penny whistles sound, The gypsy reads your fate for gold, Good fortune, or dire doom, foretold. She scans the stars, consults the gods, And reckons up your life-death odds: You tremble at what lies in store, Then stumble from her tent front door…...

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Flitting, Flight in the crisp air like an apple Poignant and dripping Dew like a shroud. Insect legs touch down Baptism for a moment of peace. Pregnant pause Reborn as a caterpillar. Regress to find the truth, Perhaps you can find yourself In the circus. They'll welcome you there....

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to inch upward and be the sunrise? or to sink slow and be the sunset? the sun hangs hesitant, frozen on the dreamy, silvery horizon, ...

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