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The Circus

"The Circus" The master of ceremonies taps his cane to begin the fireworks While graduates of the ground exercise their prowess high above They are wired with decent grip on balancing poles that save their lives The crowd holds their breath to a well paced piece written just for them Expressing god given talents in consonance to the format of the show There are many circumstances of life and death to travel a topsy turvy wire The crowd has gasped enough Surprising all who thought they could not do it The danger, the glory, all to the tune of "Let Me Fall" A luscious aria for the ears begins to assuage the high tensions Seeing participants of talent take on amazing feats Colorfully contorting and twisting to terrifying positions We could never dream about for it would break our backs A motorcycle roars loudly without a muffler, majestically it comes To ride the ring of fire for which rock anthems echo Off the circle and through the heat while the elephants wait their turn Standing on hind legs they rise to the occasion Responding to measures that escalate the mood, Agnes waves her dancing trunk in 4/4 time The audience waves back and claps in satisfaction For the show that began as the Circus Maximus When Romans needed entertainment all those years ago And the practitioners of stunt were truly at risk flying high Without cords and wires for safety, they flew to new realms Of daring and danger all meant for applauding strangers Lions and tigers and bears oh my! Today will be so special for the kids Looking at this and looking at that, all amongst a backdrop of darkness The clowns flipping bowling pins flopping around in over sized red shoes Their jovial exterior matches a beauty inside them It's all for the children responding to boisterousness and glee Tigers know when to roar and acrobats know when to soar Adding to a perfect panorama no one can possibly take it all in The finale comes to an end and they say good bye, taking a bow Lights come back on and the atmosphere is gone And leaving almost feels like a sin

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Date: 8/16/2015 1:05:00 AM
Karl, Congratulations on having your poem featured on the soup's home page :). **SKAT**
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Date: 9/3/2011 12:13:00 PM
YOU SEE LIKE YOUR POEM ABOUT THE CIRCUS YOU TELLING A STORY THE READER RELATES TO WHAT YOUR SAYING THERE PLACING THEMSELVES THERE WATCHING , KNOWING UNDERSTAND TAKE CARE ERIC KAESBERG
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Date: 9/3/2011 12:11:00 PM
KARL my friend, poetry isn't just about rhymes there about stories man that flow into the readers imagination. The poem wasn't about me it was just a heart felt story
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