Taller than the trees

Long legs, wobbly knees

White powder on pale cheeks

I have been practicing for weeks

For the act of my lifetime

150 tiny stairs to climb

Hundreds of feet, high in the air

A trapeze artist, I fly with flair

All alone in this world

My loneliness unfurled

Swinging from bar to bar

Reality never too far



My life at times

May appear to be bleak

In opposites universe

I am a circus freak

Priya Patel

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/circus-freak/