Eternal Carnival

By Paul Zeppelin

Paul Zeppelin incorporates the fragments of his lifelong experiences into undeniably vivid and well-defined imagery of his cultivated and wide-ranging world of poetic vision.

His poetry has refined elegance, deep philosophy and strong emotions.

He often expresses sharply controversial views insights into both individual and world issues.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Apr 8, 2021
• ISBN: 9781663220851

Paul Zeppelin

Paul Zeppellin incorporates the fragments of his lifelong experiences into an undeniably vivid and masterfully defined imagery which leads a reader into an exciting journey across the wide-ranged world of Paul’s poetic vision. His distinctive poetry must be heard from the first row.

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Foreword

Paul Zeppelin’s masterfully written, vivid imagery passionately invites the reader to walk beyond the boundaries of their daily thoughts and emotions and helps them discover the layers of hidden happiness and suffering, of love and hate, of compassion and indifference. Paul’s poetry is a multifaceted precious stone sharply reflecting his philosophy of hope and conveys his views and doubts, which are often controversial, yet always substantive through every verse. It triggers an intellectual or emotional response that may linger forever.

Epilogue

Reality only reveals itself when it is

illuminated by a ray of poetry.

Georges Braque

Contents

A Circus Left My Town

A Crystal Shrine

A Jester

A Spark of Hope

Feelings Deadened

Hare and Hounds

I Am a Scholar

I Am a Tenacious Doctrinaire

I Am Alone Against the Sea

I Am Given by the Zodiac Two Fish

I Envied Edgar Allan Poe

I Left My Footprints

I Look Over the Fence

I Play

I Write

My Quiet Morning Walk

My Verses Flow

My Will is Signed

Only the Fools Predict Tomorrows

Requiem

Rewards are on the Way

Rothko

Solace

Sufficient and Necessary

That’s All She Wrote

The Apples of Cezanne

The Artist of My Last Sunset

The Book Is Wrong

The Books of Knowledge

The Braves Without Fear

The Brazen Horse of Life

The Burden of Deceit

The Burden

The Burial of Snow

The Calendar of Fate

The Chill of Sweat

The Crunchy Boneyard

The Fruits of Art

The Lackeys

The Lamb

The Last Supper of a Sinner

The Rainbow Arched

The Same Old Team

The Satan’s Ball

The Shadows Weave a Farewell Shroud

The Silver Lining

The Silver Rings of Smoke

The Skies are Sealed

The Sky is Weirdly Dark

The Snow Falls

The Sounds Swirled

The Stars Fall from the Sky

The Stars Fall

The Station Left my Train

The Straw in the Breeze

The Street of Truth

The Strings of Silver

The Sun Has Washed Its Feet

The Sun Moved Up

The Sun Won’t Rise

The Sunset of Our Love

The Sword of Damocles

The Tango Ends

The Taste of Memories

The Tasty Tidbits

The Tea is Sweeter at the End

The Tears of Rains

The Thaw

The Tired Moon Begins to Yawn

The Tragic End of Farce

The Train of Life Stops Once

The Tree of Knowledge

The Trees are Still in Leaf

The Trees Got Cold

The Truth is So Abrupt

The Truth of History Erased

The Truth Unearthed

The Twins have Left

The Underground Skies

The Unforgiven Sin

The Urge of My Desire

The Wall of Worries

The War is Over

The Warmth of Judas’ Kiss

The Wheels of Time

The Winds of Autumn Were so Cold

The Word Birthed Our World

There Are No Antidotes

There Is No Answer

There is No Letter WE

There is no Paradise on Earth

There is no Victory

There Was a Warning Sign

There was No One Around

These Wars Swipe Our Souls

They Flaunt my Shaggy Face

They Will Not Whisper Verses

This Is My Prayer,

Through a Keyhole

To B.

To Beth

Triumphant Nike

Two Clouds Argue in the Lake

Two Murky Windows

Unavoidable Endzone

Under a Wounded Sky

Uninvited Guest

Vicious Stones

We All Are Guests on Earth

We All Take Turns

We Are Breaking Bread

We Are Religious Enough to Hate

We Docked at the D’Orsey

We Had a Pause

We Have Returned as One

We Heard His Last Goodbye

We Knew the Edge of Pain

We Miss

We Never Have to Bark

We Never Learned to Fly

We Play the Same Old Tune

We Polish Precious Gifts

We Send the Wreaths

We Share a Quiet Sigh

We Share our Daily Bread

We Slept in a Motel

We Tango in the Sky

We Used a Groovy Slang

We Watch Firsthand

While Empty Pages Wait

While I am Still a Man

White Anchored Yachts

White Pearls, Black Ties

White Petals Whirl

White Snow Falls

White Wings

Why

Wiggling Hips

Winner Takes All

Within the Lies

Without Our Sins

Without Peace in Sight

Without You

Worst Ever End

Worth More Alive

Worthy of Believing

Wreck

Yet My Desires Prevailed

You Are a Hand; I Am a Glove

You Are my Christmas Gift

You Are My Spring

You Never Go Away

You Played Me Like a Violin

You Put Away My Fire

You Said

You Tried to Hide

You Win the Battles…

Young Lieutenant

Young Lilacs’ Twigs

A Circus Left My Town

A circus left my town,

You heard the cheers,

I stayed. I am the clown

Who wipes your tears.

Look into my eyes,

Into these saddest wells.

Can’t see the skies

Or even a home to dwell?

A circus left my town,

New dreams come true,

I am still a gloomy clown

Who laughs into the blue.

I’ve sinned, I fought,

I didn’t love my foes,

Even in youth, I sought

A path from joys to woes.

Excitement left my daily maze,

I morphed into a self-effacing jester,

I am performing misery these days,

A sad burlesque is my ancestor.

A basement cannot be a gable,

I can’t become a fiddler on the roof,

I played the Jack but never ran the table,

I laughed through tears in every spoof.

A bird may sing a song

And dive into the night,

Only a clown can’t be wrong

Enjoying silence of moonlight.

A circus left my town,

I stayed, I am a clown.

A Crystal Shrine

I listened to your farewell song

Plunging into me out of nowhere,

The words were deathly wrong,

Your heart was never there.

I liked the language of your book

As sharp as your sarcastic mind,

You used an ax in every nook,

For our lies were tightly intertwined.

The ice masked our tiny creek

As if that wintry crystal shrine