Attending A Circus Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Attending A Circus
Sounds of the big top are penetrating interior particles
with thoughts of past fun as a child attending a circus.
Watching elephants, horses, people on the trapeze, flying
above us.
Holding our breath as they fling themselves from one
moving body on a swing to another through the air.
Magnificent and thrilling, always breath-taking to watch
from below.
Tuesday, June 9, 2015
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