Circus comes to Town - Aug. 4, 2022

a sun arcs across the sky

shadow’s one way drift

wavelets in the pond

and branches bend

from a bullying wind

dusk approaches

the quieter I get

the better chance this pen has

of tuning in to breaking news if I

look hard there’s got to be some

unusual highwire act of new lovers

or a juggler throwing up raw emotions

or a serious clown with the damnedest jokes

did I mention the poem after this

is a free ticket to a popup circus

that just arrived in town?