Eight-line Poems

Clown

Clown

Though I smile and often fall down,
it’s not easy being a clown;
I may deal in silly pratfalls,
so you laugh and send me catcalls.

It’s my pain that buys me applause,
and humiliation’s the cause,
isolation my greatest of fears,
with no one to witness my tears.


Line count: 8
Rhymed aabb, 8 syllables per line
For Express It In Eight, 03.01.24
Prompt: Illustration of a clown.