#circus poems on Hello Poetry

Xander King Dec 2014

When I was a little girl I loved going to the fair.
seeing the clowns
rides
and carnies.
but my favorite thing to see at the fair is the fun house
Remember those?
Where mirrors flooded the walls bending towards you
distorting the image you saw to one of absurd portions
Nose swelling larger
legs shrinking
hips inflating.
I loved seeing the shapes my body could take.
...I haven't been to a fun house in years.
And even if I went I know the mirrors would look like those that hang in my room.
Body dysmorphia is it's own fun house
one full of insecurities and self-hate.
It makes regular mirrors bend my perception of reality.
Makes my stomach bloat
thighs inflate
cheeks widen
eyes shrink
My mind has turned into a trapeze act
And I don't know if i want it to stop.

#sad #pain #circus #eating #disorder #depressed #hurt #anorexia #carnival

Duke Thompson Nov 2014

Haze

Brooding over brews
Breathing over false prophet lines
It turns out I'm falling apart again
'You seem to be so in control'

Through the haze
Hiding in pristine dreams
Painting over the cracks
Sullen porcelain princess
Sin fest cease your ingress
Said the girl in fake flower print dress
She knows what's good
Like smoking in the back woods

Lesbian shirtless circus living room roomie
Sees through facade as if to say
It's all a farce

Understanding somehow
Secret inner nightmare
Don't know how to stop hiding
Can't forget

#girl #circus #flower #lesbian

Silence Screamz Nov 2014

Freak Show Circus

Put me in a freak show
What do you see?
Go to big top
Pay the ******* fee

Be amazed
Do not fear
Cover your eyes
I am not here

Laugh at the clown
See the liar
Fall to the ground
Death by the wire

Fly in the air
Swallow the sword
Cut in half
Missed the board

Lobster boy
Bearded lady
Strongest man
Nothing too shady

Lights go down
Big top fell
Scream of ******
Gone to hell

#hell #circus #dark #****** #show #freak

Xan Abyss Oct 2014

A Regular Madman

They call me a raving lunatic
My mind is poor and sick

Manic vagabond, mystic sorcerer
Snake Oil Salesman, Son of Lucifer
Given wings of Raven feathers
Cursed to live in stormy weather
Chaos lives beneath the color of my painted teeth
I've a dark mind indeed, of morbid persuasion
Come sing along to your damnation
Ride the cannibal sensation
Devise a way to survive the game
Or you won't get out alive again

Alchemy infernal, elixir of dark might
Inhale the emerald Smoke of Jesterian Light
Given to us a seventh sight
Arise to conquer the lies this night
Our darkest night

A beast, a fiend, a wicked thing
I'm a regular madman
A creep, a dream, a demon seed
A regular madman
Indeed

Follow me through the thick of the trees
Over roots and rocks and dying leaves
To a darker realm of mystery
Where everyone is a freak like me

A better place, you'll see
A better place indeed

An old song about.... (?) ..... I originally wrote for a project that never got used because that project became instrumental instead.

#circus #dark #lunatic #freaks #vagabond #traveling #raving #madman #ringmaster #freakshow

Emily Alison Scotti Oct 2014

No title yet..

The heart is a ****** metaphor for love
it is not a muscle
love,
cannot atrophy from lack of use

We collect bruises like badges
staying under water until
we become buried treasure
that someone, anyone will
want to find

When your teeth touch metal
and the bullet dissolves on your tongue,
standing on your own becomes a task
pushed off like last night’s ***** dishes

when the circus poster falls off the post
we rip it off, it becomes strips of a blank page,

I know puppets when I see them
I know when I’m the right shade of numb

#love #heart #circus #poster #puppet #atrophy

Rose Ruminations Oct 2014

The Balancing Act

I tread on the tightrope
Suspended between thinking too little
And thinking too much

I balance precariously
Tiptoeing towards optimism
But humanity sways me
And I shakily creep
Towards despair

The costume chafes
There is not enough chalk on my shoe
The lights are too bright
And a pearly bead of self-awareness
Trickles past my temple
And drips on the dirt baseness
A thousand feet below

And yet--

The crowd smiles
And gasps
And cheers
And claps
And I am reminded
That everything
Is a show

So I smile
And I bow
With a flourish
And I soak in the adoration

And try to forget
That the struggle repeats
Each night
In each town

But the show can
And does
Go on

#life #circus #human #performing #optimism #tightrope #condition #pessimism

Silence Screamz Sep 2014

Sad Clown

Satirical sadness
said the face of the clown,
Under the big top
tears upside down

Twenty five years
of life on the road,
No smiles, no more
has taken its toll

The laughter is gone
and so its said
The show is but over,
So put it to rest

Sitting alone,
in front of the glass,
his reflection is broken
dropping down fast

Make-up streams down
his circus drawn face,
Sitting with no one
in his own solemn place

Dropping his pills,
with a liter of gin
fading so fast
and losing his grin

The big top has fallen,
the circus left town
Nobody cares
the sad clown is down.

#circus #sadness #clown

Maggie White Sep 2014

The Pledge

Something stirs tonight...
The feeling of providence
Lost in the boldest mark.

White light inspires.
Barriers stay strong.
Glass that won't brake
Cuts more than the surface;
Just a blur of the simplest line.

Sky wide,
Floor safe;
Just the copy of something wrong -
Guiding and getting in the way.

Promise, swear, the weakest lies.
Believe something true.

With smoke and mirrors,
Waves deliver the push
For the slightest brush,
The softest skin.

Sly smiles:
Criticism at its truest worst.
Nothing brought down;
Only a gaze.
Nothing special.

Mistakes that love hate,
Sounds that ring true,
While words compel glitches.

The ambiance of the rope realized.

This is the first act.
Welcome to the show.

#lies #circus #show #rope #pledge #hang