There is a corner where unwanted
dolls are tossed; in with the other toys.
Left to moulder and grow stiff with time,
a pile of dolls no one any longer enjoys.
Dolls tossed by heartless men with disdain
even with their many years of giving loving care.
Dolls not so new, beginning to lose light.
Dolls who once kept up their end of the "affair".
Now they are heaps of bones, scraps of flesh,
no longer titillating; forced joy is their style.
They look the other way as their partners pick
a new doll before throwing them in a pile.
Poor sad dolls without faces to smile or laugh,
just frozen stares and broken hearts are left.
They watch the new doll take their place;
leaving only loneliness, leaving them bereft.
Author notes
A contest entry
- Picture Prompt by Black Narcissus.
7000 points, ended December 20, 2008, 15 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Tell me what you think, but kindly, please.
Comments
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very interesting approach wolfie. My my you are always full of surprises, thats one reason why i love your poetry. Best of luck to you in contest sweets!
Love Ocean
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Hoodwinked
Interesting, I looked at the picture. I thought you meant dolls little girs play with. Then it sounds like blow up dolls. I wish you sucess in the contest. -
HOOD~WINKED!!!
wonderful write on the contest picture prompt. used and thrown away, not wanted any more. new toys take their place - appropriate at this time of year too. thank you for sharing your talent. keep writing poet! God bless you always
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Hoodwinked!!
Oh My Word this touches the Heart deep and the emotions swells the eyes~
Powerful piece Beautiful One~
I imagine there are many who feel of what You have written~
Excellent!!
You have also been Hoodwinked by The Poetic Bandits
Thank You for sharing Your Heart and Spirit~
Many blessings to You in the contest Sweet Soul
Best wishes too
with much love & light~ Desire~*~
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Yes I think this is so often the case. A very thoughtful piece and statement on the interaction between men and women.
Best wishes in the contest.
Gaylene
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Hoodwinked!
Great metaphor used here. Portrays certain men as greedy children who want the newest and shiniest "toy". Very sad, rings of truth. Well done!
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You have been HOOD-WINKED by The Poetic Bandits. May your problems be less in the new year. Thought this a great take on the contest picture prompt. Used and thrown away, discarded and not wanted any more. New toys take their place - appropriate at this time of year too.
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SO SAD!!!!!!
I myself see many who are caught up in this very thing, and always feel a certain sadness and sorrow for them.
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HOODWINKED!
A sad poem, with the neglect of once beloved ones. A good comparison you used in your poem, good luck in the contest.
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I hear you!
It seems the way of the world doesn't it.
Loaded piece, Sherry
how's Portland these days?
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