Author: poetryfest

I saw it on the news,
A man deflated with cap in hand,
His last resort was the circus clan,
But to be a clown, you need a costume.

It’s more ridiculous than a cartoon
A bunch of clowns glaring at a man
For not spraying his face with a pail of tan
And wearing a matching suit.

“How dare you”,
Sulked the clown with the most tan,
“Not even do cartwheels and handstands.
You want a war to start, don’t you?”

“Aren’t you grateful for what we do?
Can you not at least do a little dance?”,
Snapped another clown on a rant.
I couldn’t believe this was the news.

“Next time, I will wear a suit
With more frills and sparkles than any of yours have.
First, step outside the circus, where I am”, said the man,
“Then you will see why I don’t wear costumes”.

Twice a day,
every day the whole sky
becomes a rainbow.

When the sun is close to the earth

whether it’s rising
or setting

anyway
when sunshine
hello,
to us

our sunlight welcomes us to the land,

Every time the sun gets closer
it turns the whole sky into a rainbow.

Red sunlight and
the blue darkness

become countless colours

How can we say that we are not welcomed by the world.

To those who are based on the rainbow,
we are welcome.

To those who despise the rainbow,
but we are welcome.

To foolish ones who do not recognise us,

what do you expect us to do?
The light of sky loves us so much!