The Queen & The Clown

From my poetry book: No Pennies - All Thoughts

The Queen & the Clown

The queen rested her head against her throne.

Weary, dreary, and wonderful, her gaze fell on the clown.

Energy flowed through the clown; he wore his most festive face.

The queen smiled [warmed]

The clown danced.

The clown sang.

The clown juggled.

What a marvelous art!

The queen clapped, the queen laughed.

The clown was fulfilled.

The queen forgot misery – forgot pain.

For what else is a clown?

The queen ruled

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the clown fooled

For what else is a clown?

The queen was pressed to wed. The crowd demanded!

But the queen never needed.

For what else is a clown?