Fidel Arcenas

Drawn Together - Poem by Fidel Arcenas

I watched intently
As three clowns wept
In an old cafe

One of them wailed
He had enough
Of making people laugh

Another grieved
He'd rather starve
'Clowning makes
Mockery of me.'

[Red circles on their cheeks
Smudged by tears paint
Sad abstracts of absurdity
They couldn't see.]

They drank pensively
Tears dripping
Into glasses fast empty

Suddenly a toast
The greyest raised
Tomorrow a clown
I cease to be! '

To his funeral yesterday
Only a few came to pray
All clowns
Drawn together
By misery.

Comments about Drawn Together by Fidel Arcenas

  • (4/12/2009 8:54:00 AM)

    hmn...clowns has times to take off their smiles and giggles...u write very well, sir! (Report) Reply

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  • (2/8/2009 6:58:00 AM)

    A truly great poem! Love it and thanks! .

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 8, 2009

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