A search for happiness…

She Dances with Clowns

 

Whimsical laughter on a silver moon

Polka-dot dreams, to a circular tune

Carousels soaring into the cool air

She glides to the musical score

Of dancing clowns… not there anymore.

Clouds pass by she counts them in her dream

The yearling embraces the world-

And life isn’t what it seems

To a little pony- tailed girl

She dances with clowns; in life’s unending scheme.

She Dances with Clowns

©Copyright-Lisa Marie Mottert-2012

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  • sheilanewton on Feb 10, 2012

    Beautiful poetry – why are there no commenters here???? This is ridiculous. Writers and readers need to see this amazing work. Lisa is SO talented.

    There – that told them, Lisa! Get all your friends to link back to this poem. I’m working steadily forward – promise.

  • dodolbete on Feb 16, 2012

    I’ll pass LOL I’m afraid of clowns ^,^

  • Vinaya says good bye on Mar 12, 2012

    This is wonderful, I can see what you describe.

  • Dreamy777 on Apr 20, 2012

    very beautiful

  • Lynn Hollis on Apr 27, 2012

    If only we could all be so happy and carefree… Beautiful.

  • lauralu on Apr 30, 2012

    So amazing with a great flow!

  • Martin Kloess on May 17, 2012

    good work

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