The Man Who Laughed (2014)

The Man Who Laughed (2014)

A Poem by Wesley Dingler
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A tribute to the late great robin Williams.

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The eyes of the man who laughed

Tell his story

So much differently

   Than anyone would ever know--

   Than anyone would ever think

From his charisma on the stage--


The words upon the page

   Tell us now of his demise--

   Tell us how his widow cries--

Alone at night now,

In a cold and broken marriage bed.


   Now I see the truth--

   Now I carry it with me,

   Same as you carried it with you--



The eyes of the man who laughed

Tell us more

Than the roles he portrayed--

   About the darkness he longed to erase--

   With every standing joke

The laughing man would ever tell--


But darkness will dwell

   When laughter is pushed aside--

   When laughter turns to cries--

And hope seems to fade,

Like some lonely and distant shore.


   Now I see the truth--

   Now I carry it with me,

   Same as you carried it with you--


Against my heart--

  Against my will--

I see how the laughing man's eyes

   Have come to rest now--ever-still.





© 2020 Wesley Dingler


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I still think of this very thing about R.W. . . . every time I watch him do comedy or serious roles . . . how did I not notice that huge sadness in his eyes, as you describe so well by only barely referring to whatever it is that could be seen in his eyes, that haunting, I saw it too . . . after he was gone . . . it was so freakin' obvious that all our laughter did not jive with the way his eyes looked. Your poem does this justice in a way that I've never heard anyone mention before about R.W. (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

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Wesley Dingler

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Suffering from depression myself as a young man I saw it in a lot of his films good will hunting, wh.. read more



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I still think of this very thing about R.W. . . . every time I watch him do comedy or serious roles . . . how did I not notice that huge sadness in his eyes, as you describe so well by only barely referring to whatever it is that could be seen in his eyes, that haunting, I saw it too . . . after he was gone . . . it was so freakin' obvious that all our laughter did not jive with the way his eyes looked. Your poem does this justice in a way that I've never heard anyone mention before about R.W. (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wesley Dingler

1 Year Ago

Suffering from depression myself as a young man I saw it in a lot of his films good will hunting, wh.. read more

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I was born in Central Alabama February 27, 1985. I'm a Piscean and love it. I began writing poetry and child stories at age nine. I began home schooling after the Sixth Grade, having a lot of troub.. more..

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