Tears Of An Irish Clown.


I shrivel ‘neath a scorching sun,
Devoid protection for my skin,
An aching grimace, I’ll show none,
Worse burning pain suppurates within.

I wander naked through the rain,
Although my body fully clothed,
This broken love ne’er to regain,
Only in dreams we join betrothed.

I trace her footsteps in the snow,
And further on discover four,
A melting tear I can’t forego,
The hurt bites sharp as glinting hoar.

I ramble lonely in the wind,
And taste her breath on every gust,
The rose that on her blouse I pinned,
Dead petals fell, and blew like dust.

I fall thwarted on lush ground,
So soft the breast of mother earth,
From looming hills my cries resound,
She comforts me for all she’s worth.

Dim twilight dulled the failing day,
The robin shared her even’ song,
And as we went our seperate way,
I blew a kiss !…..but she was gone !

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