Day 3 of my week responding to the WordPress Daily Prompt, which today is Circus
A moment came to mind from my visit to a Moscow circus several years ago. I present it below exactly as it happened. The form is an acrostic, not an anagram as my two previous posts described it. For pointing this out, my thanks to stoneyfish whose excellent site is well worth a visit.
Here’s my poem. Cue feeble drumroll …
Climb! - and on command they mount a rusty motorbike, Its engine spitting flame, those three bedraggled bears in Russian national costume: sidecar-rider, pillion, driver. Circling at speed a ring of baying faces, they yelp and whine Until the crash. Hurt and scared, they rage at one another as Sticks and harsh words beat them back to solitary cells.