#clowning
Your aching heart
Is suffering in silence
As the days drag on
You don't hide it
Pain on parade
Like a circus train
But you're not clowning around
No, You're not hanging around...
TBC
Debra Lea Ryan
01.08.2025
Aug 1, 2025
Aug 1, 2025 at 4:08 AM UTC
I been so absent minded.
I neglect to find it.
The reason behind it.
Prospect declining during the current timing.
Blood pressure is rising as I continue writing.
Hyper active situation is only icing.
Words continue slicing the taste is inviting.
Urges only burn so I ignite the nervous.
Won’t describe the purpose of this nonsense it’s worthless.
Trying to reach the surface to expel my service.
Sunday churches, I’m hearting The Bible verses.
My mind contain the circus keep clowning around.
I still find life funny even when I’m feeling down.
I’m over here expressing feeling now
🤦🏾♂️
Feb 28, 2024
Feb 28, 2024 at 12:12 PM UTC
My adoptive father
(A week younger than I)
Who once dated my adoptive mother
(4 months younger than I)
Took us out to a posh joint in New Town
Where both of us took turns in being the clown
Taking the jester's, drama queen's crown
And taking down
Our Spanish waiter
Not sure if we did cater
More to them than they to us.
The racket, the drama, the jokes, the fuss,
My Instagram, and A.'s.
I remember his attempts to chase
Us, to gain to our level, to chat me up - make me leave trails
Of mirth tears, too, not just vinaigrette. "If the lady would give me her details...
Have my heart..."
(Serving four of a chicken on my plate)
"You broke my heart."
(Agreeing to and pulling off staging a "stage kiss" with my mate)
And they both admired my guns - He knew not to cross
Us. We're a dream team, my school-dad and I, no loss
For us, though we take Ls with smiles on our faces:
We'll keep on joking, laughing, irreverently, untying your laces,
Tripping up on our own but still making the trip;
And when the bill finally came, it was more than worth it, even the tip.
Mar 9, 2022
Mar 9, 2022 at 8:20 PM UTC