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I'm Your Puppet on a String; Play with Me

It’s a bitter situation, a lengthy, drawn out orchestration.
Filled with marionettes and figurines,
tied to strings which smell of perfume, love and kerosene;
One to do the trickery, one to cast illusions.
The other to take life after generous contributions.

And they’ll say that I’ve lost my way, my mind, my charm.
But they’re just dancing in your courtyard,
they’re just twisted-tangled in your yarn.

The strings will keep me spinning, twirling at
your fingertips, and I’ll stay trapped tightly, naively
‘tween your lips.
And you’ll continue to configure and contrive
just enough assurance to keep your toys alive.

You’ll dance atop your hills and pyres, manipulating all of us on wires.
Like marionettes and figurines, you’ll hold us in your hands,
And you’ll live out our aspirations, you’ll fulfill our future plans.
But just before you’ve had your fill, just before your victory
And just before you’re through…

A marionette, a figurine will come with eyes of crimson fires
and spread apart your lies, your lips and snap your dreadful-wires.
They’ll tear your walls, they’ll storm your halls
They’ll burn your holy things.
They’ll break your will, they’ll mount your hills,
They’ll snap your precious strings.

And just before the conclusion of your bitter situation,
Just before the end of your drawn out orchestration,
Just before you’ve thrown your final peasant to the fire,
And Just before you’re through,
Someone just like me will tie a string to you.

It won’t be ‘round your back, your arms, or ‘round your hips
but rather just above your chest,
and slightly ‘neath your lips.

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  • xXGoddessofPainXx
    April 22

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    I like it it's different, interesting so unique.. I really enjoyed reading the piece.. Congrats see you in round 2


  • HereComesTheSun
    March 21

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    Positive: great word choice i mean overall this was stunning and you did an awesome job with the rhyme and the flow of this piece you painted a gorgeous picture and really had artwork written here.

    Negative: in the stanza
    "A marionette, a figurine will come with eyes of crimson fires
    and spread apart your lies, your lips and snap your dreadful-wires.
    They’ll tear your walls, they’ll storm your halls
    They’ll burn your holy things.
    They’ll break your will, they’ll mount your hills,
    They’ll snap your precious strings."
    i feel it got a bit elementry with the rhyme i mean fire wire...

    but thank you very much for the entry


  • Nymphetemine
    March 10
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    Brilliant write dear poet.. Thank you ....


  • Dravin
    January 25
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    I absolutly love this peom....and that's all I can say.

  • cirque du soleil
    January 10

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    They’ll tear your walls, they’ll storm your halls
    They’ll burn your holy things.
    They’ll break your will, they’ll mount your hills,
    They’ll snap your precious strings.

    hmm...even though this is a prewrite, it fits pretty well...good job!

    i love this piece...exactly what I was looking for....dolls can be made to appear quite sinister if you put your mind to it....:-)

    Love your vocabulary...especially 'marionette'!
    Thank you for entering!!


  • Danna Hobart
    January 5
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    This was masterful. So evil, and so good.

    Thanks so much for entering.


  • Akarian silver member
    January 4

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    Interesting, a lot of good metaphor and imagry. I wasn't sure about the leangth when I first look, but you captivated me right away and sped me along down this very smoothly flowing poem. Good job and good luck!


  • HatedLoveDieingRose
    December 5, 2008

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    wow

    your poem was wonderful. very good.
    They'll tear your walls, they'll storm your halls
    They'll burn your holy things.. i like that part.. i dont know why but i do!!! good job


  • heavenbird
    December 4, 2008

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    I really love this.
    Such a complex and well thought out idea.
    I love the emotion and imagery.
    Best of luck!


  • stitched-heart
    December 4, 2008

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    very nice write! i think we can all relate to feeling like a marrionette at some time in our lives. if you are interested, check out my poem along the same lines, called "Revolution".

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