the sun is sparkling, the rain rumbling, and we badly need some poetry...

Wednesday, 29 June 2011

Maureen Kingston - One Poem

Everyman’s Dilemma

Son of a ringmaster,
cousin to a clown,

the acrobat’s nephew:
an ideal pedigree.

Still he refuses
to join the act.

The only non-

in the family.
I tell him it’s easy

being a team player.
Smile, bellow, bow

and the applause
will surely follow.

A simple equation,
really; even the fleas

understand. What’s
wrong with my son?