Trip To The Circus

by Sylvia   May 19, 2014


I took my son to the circus
and he caused quite a ruckus.
He said with a frown,
you know I'm afraid of clowns.

Before I could think,
there arose a great stink.
My son crying, screaming,
please let me be dreaming.

Clowns had appeared,
one with an ugly beard, weird.
My son took off running,
the sight was stunning.

Tripped over a guide wire,
looked like the high flier,
as he flew through the air.
People yelling beware.

Much to my dismay,
it ruined the day.
The big tent came tumbling down
all because of a clown.

Third Place in Club Contest December 2013

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  • 9 years ago

    by Darren

    Judges comments

    How nice is it to see a special event poem nominated? This could also sit proudly in the humorous section. It is very cleverly crafted and the narrative is exceptional. I think many suffering from Coulrophibia could sympathise with the child in this piece. Nice rhyming scheme and description throughout. I thought the ending worked very well and finished the piece off nicely. Worthy of 4 points.

  • 9 years ago

    by Jyoti Rawat

    Yes it happens some children scars Clowns, lions, and etc, when they start crying and running it become panic for parents.

  • 9 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    Hahah...and to think the circus brings a smile to children but in this case fear brings the circus itself down! Enjoyed the read :)

  • 9 years ago

    by Everlasting

    Haha, I remember this one. I enjoyed the twist at the end. It makes one wonder, if the author was actually being literal or sarcastic... as to who was the clown?

    On this line:

    People yelling beware.

    ^ I think it may sound smoother if it was "people were yelling beware"

    I'm glad you finally posted it.

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