Circus Poems

Circus poems bring the best collection of short and long circus poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great circus rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these circus poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on circus are here for you.

The Circus

The Circus long poem

All I could hear were the deafening roars of the crowd at the show stopping moment, when everything got silent. The smell of something burning reached my nose, but I decided to ignore it. “Fire!” a voice screeched. Get up!

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And Now For Something Completely Different

And Now For Something Completely Different short poem

Sweet blooms dance across the screen Collage credits snipped from a magazine Marching bears play the liberty bell Thy tempestuous stomping foot sends them all to hell Bouncing maids on barnet fair Gods and angles grace the air A Cardinal

Behind A Door

Behind A Door prose poem

The circus of life runs behind a door. We sway in trapeze, fall on a safety net, balance the cycle of events and drive a car in closed globe. In real world the show always runs in a tent, cash

Poems containing references to : Circus

Hollowness Of Man

Hollowness Of Man short poem

Jealousy has grown like fruitless trees It has spread like width of seven seas It can’t be justified with very many pleas Life is condensed cocoon of humming bees Humans are no more, but hollowness remains Losses have crossed the

You Are the Master of Life

You Are the Master of Life short poem

Aim to be the Master of Life. Heaven never waits; let’s take this today, before it’s gone like yesterday Every generation gets the grief, sure do we all; But the Master is he who doesn’t feel perplexed at all. One,

The Ballad Of The Loopy Hamster

The Ballad Of The Loopy Hamster long poem

“You’ll be safe, I promise”, reassured his mum. “But its not you who’ll end up sat on your bum!” A conversation they’d had most every week but it didn’t make his knees feel any less weak. “Now come along, Harry,

Belly Laugh Again

Belly Laugh Again short poem

Laughter springs delight Soar with twinkling eyes Carefree in belly rattling frenzy Each dimple feigning innocence To collapse in deep crevice joy Bathing in warmth its Echoed resonance tireless Soothing my furrowed brow Dug out in times of trouble Mined

Cut Grass In Snow (v4)

Cut Grass In Snow (v4) short poem

All day long night is my storm lantern. I carry it into this farmland cutting into my harvest emotions covered by snow edge them in half in front of me. Do not laugh at me, a circus clown down, I

Things Adults May Frown Upon

Things Adults May Frown Upon long poem

=========================================== A story of the glory—– especially if you’re a tyke—– of how to help your clueless parents distinguish between being childish, or the so much better…. child-like! While barely at the age of three quite the clever lad, indeed,

Love

Love short poem

A little flicker on the edge A darting dog’s last day A dagger from a dancing eye A thought of buried clay Love that’s unseen may be unfelt, and may as well be blind as he who loves, as he

Zombie Nation

Zombie Nation short poem

Memory socks all tangled in a mental laundromat Just another peasant playing the aristocrat Treading water with dinosaurs, pajamas dragging me down Dodging rubber bricks, thrown by a circus clown X-ray vision in a room full of bones Mass hypnosis

Pitfalls Of The Imagination

Pitfalls Of The Imagination long poem

It’s a childish sensibility that builds its own walls With drawbridge, moat and ramparts to break down Besieged for years by catapults and archers and fire-slinging foes Before the fortress finally falls and the flag is captured That’s when he

El Supreme

El Supreme prose poem

Vestigial wings choke gills unbalancing tails Latching onto me Making an Arabic character out of my trail in the sand Where I window shop for girlfriends to stop devolution She’ll be perfect and symmetric Crystal and sound Like a moon

Eddy Puss

Eddy Puss short poem

A herd of Chicanos is on TV thanking some mike on a stick Complementing my all pill breakfast It’s time to write clinical sonnets to girls in biology The looming plurality of entendres hopefully penetrating their big hair They don’t

The Happy Clown

The Happy Clown prose poem

When lights go out within your life, and all your world grows dark; strike out with steel on solid rock until you see the sparks. Then burn the candles in your mind, and bring in fresh new light, while wiping

Unstitching

Unstitching short poem

Do not take a vow of silence. Death will find its home. The circus has taken over the needles.Who will stitch the wounds of earth. A man walks into sunset carrying a bowl of tears. The sit-in was going to

Pitfalls Of The Imagination

Pitfalls Of The Imagination long poem

It’s a childish sensibility that builds its own walls With drawbridge, moat and ramparts to break down Besieged for years by catapults and archers and fire-slinging foes Before the fortress finally falls and the flag is captured That’s when he

Balloons

Balloons long poem

1 When I was a little boy I watched a balloon wiggle itself free and spiral upwards towards where I thought might be Heaven. I don’t recall the circumstance— whether it was a birthday party or the circus, or the

Tears From Clowns

Tears From Clowns long poem

there’s a song in my heart that needs to be sung in union with friends a bit combersome fallen angelic creatures with vast different features create a whole inside flirting with fire blowing it up to its fullest of desire

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*depression

*depression short poem

There was thunder in the hut teeth clattered under the ground. Handcuffed you walk in inequality to qualify for hanging till dead. I may not tell myself what was happening to me. Moving in opposite direction the bird was able

Bloodscape

Bloodscape short poem

Monologue of a monolith to live in a moment was futile. A young house was in disorder. Not listening, I would find the missing links. Grey ash to be smeared on forehead in horizontal lines for shifting the planets. The

Random Birth

Random Birth short poem

A unique, irreverent intruder: in my dying dreams, of a domain beyond the gifts. The corridor was full of specters in boiling air. The DNA will not cover the naked strands of desires. Put out to sea, my boat in

Can You Take Me To My Home?

Can You Take Me To My Home? short poem

The valley holds on, to murder of moon, behind the trees. It is dark and clouds are meditating. You think of a perfect horror and a poisoned arrow flies straight into heart of a blissful sun. It is red, splattered

The Cane

The Cane short poem

It is strong, it is stout It is rounded at both the ends No matter how healthy the aim is It never breaks, it never bends. It swoops like a whip It hits like a sword It stings like a

From My Journals ‘cinnamon’

From My Journals cinnamon prose poem

He saw things in a way that others did not, he was the only one that saw my dreams differently, I became beautiful with the light of his smiling eyes. There my soul drifted render in angle to give the

Among My Favorite Thoughts

Among My Favorite Thoughts prose poem

You say it is lovely the rumination of what is gone by! I say it is graceful to put the past away! You ask how can I build a harmonious collocation?! I say with a simple fiction combination! You say

Grief

Grief long poem

All the talk, murmurs rushing from room to room anxious dogs unable to please, dark clothes, suppressed expressions, napkins and finger foods piling up, glasses clinking in the kitchen sink with no one around just the weight of all those

Her

Her prose poem

You want the girl that wears pretty flowing dresses and floral Vans. Not the girl who wears mismatched brightly coloured trainers With odd socks and jumpers that would be more suited a boy on the Nickelodeon channel in 1996. You

Tell It Like It Is

Tell It Like It Is long poem

Again I wake in this wretched place Where the devil glares with grimaced face Reading my heart, stripping it bare Savoring the scent of the secrets there I’m slipping and sliding, the ice too thin Carefully creeping, lest I fall

Reality

Reality short poem

A harsh reality, Created me. Resulted me to be like this, To be captivated here. But all I wanted, Was to be free. A moment like this, Was never cherished by me. Because there was a thing, Deep inside of

Who Are You?

Who Are You? prose poem

Who are you, and why are you here? I am your security, your protector and your safety blanket. We will start this age of discovery and wonderment together, Pausing only to sleep and refuel our curiosity. Who are you, and

Mystery Called Life

Mystery Called Life short poem

Oh Life ! I know you are a mystery You don different characters different times You are some times a romantic poem inspiring my heart to rhyme You are also an ocean of sorrow and make me swim against all

Eyes Like Snake

Eyes Like Snake short poem

Your eyes are like snake so charming and so warming Your gait is like a deer which give impression of beer Your all other body gestures are so daring and alarming I have taken you in being wonderfully near and

True Freedom True Democracy

True Freedom True Democracy prose poem

After many years of slavery we still end up being enslaved today After many years of exploitation We are still being exploited till today Oh! brother is revolution time is time to live in a real world stand up and

Love Sonnet 213

Love Sonnet 213 sonnet poems

Her touch has such softness I’m bound to miss, Light as a feather blown upon my face, To lay like lips with tenderest of kiss, That memory will always bear the trace; As stars of thousand longings are her eyes,

Life Way

Life Way ode

Feeling the warmness of love, Tight and meaningful like a sweet coo from a dove. Family genres bring us to have a life to live, Daily going by, letting it pass like a giant dive. It doesn’t hurt to learn

Love Is Blind

Love Is Blind ballad

All my walls are taken down, Nothing but little pieces of rubble, And I try to pick them up, But I fall down myself in a puddle; A puddle of hatred, of ribbing I’m broken and completely inside, I’m stupid,

Winning

Winning short poem

The art of winning is not in Who’s holding you, your talent, But view. See yours as valuable, deserving, praise worthy, better. Whatever it is be proud of it. Speak and protect your children as priceless jewels, your mate as

A Family Dust

A Family Dust short poem

A thirsty town fails, harvesting the moon, and turns into a vast lake of tears. They were fighting for their right to remain poor and hungry. It was a fractured amnesia in the pit of flesh. Was it a pink

Unasked

Unasked short poem

Right on top, you were inching slowly. United in hate they were tracking you. Trespassing the epochs you want to go back in stone age to retrace the steps of a homeless sapiens. In the brown desert of high hunches