The Beach Clown**

The Beach Clown**

A Poem by Paris Hlad

THE BEACH CLOWN-

 

Today is a yellow day!

Yesterday was pink

Or maybe tangerine

 

But every day is nuanced in some way �"

The silver day that started out copper,

The copper day that ended in gold

 

But sometimes you get clumsy with your palette

Because you try to avoid stepping on a dead jellyfish,

Only to splatter your precious colors at the comely feet

Of better balanced and far more less awkward people

 

And that makes it a fall day,

 

When you can’t comfortably laugh at yourself

Because you have a bad attitude toward

Your role as an agent of comic relief �"

 

Now, and maybe

For the rest of your life!

 

But today is a yellow day,

Very much like my first day �"

 

And again, on my birthday,

And the day afterward

 

I love yellow days because I am free to laugh at myself

And the unexpected ways I find to play my part in things.

 

Therefore: I am the low one of the sea -

And God should not much bother me.

© 2023 Paris Hlad


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

45 Views
Added on June 29, 2023
Last Updated on June 29, 2023

Author

Paris Hlad
Paris Hlad

Southport, NC, United States Minor Outlying Islands



About
I am a 70-year-old retired New York state high school English teacher, living in Southport, NC. more..

Writing