Best Jester Poems

THE JESTER

Jester jingles
with madcap medusa-bells,
dressed in melodic-motley uniform.
A sea of foamy frills
frame the famed renaissance storyteller,
a creature feature
of phantasm for frightened children.
His ghost-white face
with comedic war paint.

Highly educated,
acts the fool,
preaching to the pompadour.
Folly finds the frolicking ear
of the entertained king,
even at the news of sinking...

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It is the conversation
between the poet and the jester.
The poet- with solemn introspection;
the jester- with careless regard,
each captivating the other.

It is the ultimate irony
of this unlikely coupling,
entwining their words,
combining truth and mischief,
sabotaging established decorum.

Neither threatened nor contrite,
nor challenging the others' wisdom,
but with enthusiastic fornication
and eager...

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JESTER   *''(] :-)

The best days come round and round
Follow the around the world
A Jester you are the crown
A Jester among the crowd
Searching for life from pole to pole!
A professional when it comes to clown
You got the soul to let it roll
Your too clever...

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The makers of fine electric shavers

Now I know what you're thinking, I have a beard

Why would I need an electric shaver

Well, I have...

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Zany insanity,
he’s a buffoon from the moon-
Quipster and hipster,
he’s a complicated pantaloon.
Prankster gangster,
tactless with madness-
Wisecracker and entertainer
is he fun, or full of sadness? 

He’s humorous and caddy, 
frivolous yet crabby-
Gabby and a chump,
a lark and real tacky.
Life of the party,
wears pants full of smarty-
A cracker-upper,
always...

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You tango, you twirl in tangerine tails, 
With ragged red’n’black blouse and shoes
Little leather flimsy flopsy boots with dinky tink balls, 
Balls that ding a ling to amuse

The crowd's at the court in front of the king, 
Your mandolin plays a short song,
A song that...

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Harry
                                          selfish jealous
 ...

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The Jester puts on her smile,
Plastered to her make-up smeared face.
Bright lights blind her empty eyes.
She can see no one in the crowd.

Inside her mind,
She screams for release.
Twisting the head off her doll,
Blood runs down her cheeks.

Her hands gripped tightly around the neck of the...

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Oh little quipster
Come dance for me
Embrace upon me
Wit and humor
Hypnotize me 
With alluring charm
Unbreakable
Fill your performance
With moments of regret
Whipped and wrenched
Upon my spirit
Do me this favor
One final time
And I shall forget
Your debt to me...

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A Prince of Life,
A Prince of Death,
two courts for him to flee

One horse disappears under a
ransomed moon,
a drawbridge now unseen

Eyes close tight
and turn within,
all royalty disowned

As the King calls once
and the Queen calls twice
—the Jester on the throne

(Villanova Pennsylvania: December, 2016)...

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Late night's repartee
flashes
dueling swift swords...
   lunging 
   for a point
   a masked dancer 
   slips from his
   delicately 
   balanced beam

Moon sinks
Stars surrender
Poof ~
into darkness night's plunged...

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The court jester made everyone laugh,
  Balancing on his head a rather long staff,
       But when it came crashing down
          Hitting the king on his crown,
   ...

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Court Jester

I have been made to play the king’s jester’s fool
Dancing around the majesty’s imperial pool  

His queen laughs heartily not knowing my pain
To be their constant entertainment is my distain

They make me a spectacle for all the court to see
Then toss me out...

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Isn't it ironic
How the ones that yell the loudest 
Are usually the ones that have the least to say?
And isn't it moronic how the ones that we should listen to
Are buried by the avalanche of useless noice we surround ourselves with each day? 
And I...

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With hair ablaze
a jester unconfined.
I scoffed at the mundane 
its life declined.
My wardrobe 
a riot
a rhapsody bold.
Mismatched socks my standard 
stories untold.

In classrooms of tedium 
rules I'd defy
Grasping forbidden knowledge 
'neath watchful sky.
Craving for wisdom in 
esoteric wells.
Chased squirrels with saws 
casting fanciful spells!

Detentions for...

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