Beethoven, Watering the Judgment Fires
The man at the bus stop,
the perfect Blinky-The-Clown,
but with red, curly hair
extending out like fluffy
wings and the smooth bald spot,
not so spiffy in his gray sweats,
bouncing to and fro, left and right,
in a tremendous display of perpetual
motion, and I observe with shocking
alacrity that he is successfully
keeping time with the
ringing my ears
American Culture, Compassion, Day Job, Depression, Isolation, Ludwig van Beethoven, Music, Poems, Poetry, Seeking God
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#1 by Hawkruh on June 3, 2012 - 6:23 am
Thanks for the smile!
#2 by Carl on June 4, 2012 - 9:35 pm
It’s interesting – This came from a dark feeling but it ended up being more humorous than dark and that is just fine!
#3 by claudia on June 4, 2012 - 12:27 pm
made me smile as well…love how you describe him…and then connecting to the beethoven rondeau…very cool
#4 by Carl on June 4, 2012 - 9:36 pm
Thank you for visiting, Claudia. I appreciate your comment.
#5 by Yates Custom Lawn Sprinklers on July 3, 2012 - 4:03 pm
I love clowns and I love Beethoven! Very inspiring music the man who became mostly deaf. Thanks for the poetry!