The Greasy Ghost

Written for: dVerse Poets Pub – Clowning Around

Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to take one of these two paths:
1) Write a poem using the word clown or a word – real or created – with clown as the root. OR
2) Choose a line from one of these three poems and create a poem of your own with it. Please be sure to include which poem you chose and attribution for it in your post.

Why did you invite him
to my party, Mom?
He looks sleazy; my
friends are making fun
of him.  Mom said, Wait.
The hired clown and magician
stood up, and emitted a great
belly laugh.  Lightning
quick he disappeared doves,
blew up animal balloons,
had nickels falling out
of children’s ears, and pulled
a bouquet of flowers out
of an empty napkin.  The kids
yelled and cheered.  Birthday
boy looked sheepishly at
his mother.  She said, I told
you.  He’s greasy, but he’s on
the up and up.

(taken from “The Magic Trick” by Nicholas Friedman)

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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12 Responses to The Greasy Ghost

  1. msjadeli says:

    I love how you used that line, Sara. I’m sure it’s a birthday party the birthday boy won’t forget 🙂


  2. Grace says:

    What a fun birthday for the boy. They sure can liven up any party!


  3. robtkistner says:

    Go clown go ! Even clowns deserve a second chance… 🙂


  4. Helen Dehner says:

    My kind of clown!! I enjoyed this …..


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