Wearing a striped shirt, black pants,
painted white face and red lips.
Hollow, sad empty eyes staring at nothing
he stood there leaning against the invisible box.
Slowly turning around his shoulders drooped,
his hand came up to his heart pleading.
Then again he tried to find an opening
to the invisible box that only he could see.
Suddenly he saw her standing there beside him,
the two of them inside his invisible box.
Slowly she wiped a lone tear from his face
as she placed one hand on her heart, the other to his.
He knew he was alone no more.
Darlene Sperber
February 18, 2009
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Author notes
Sorry this is not very funny but it is just how it happened...and it doesn't rhyme either so not sure it even qualifies ...but it is about a mime...
A contest entry
- Mimes by Yemassee.
653 points, ended February 23, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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You captured a moment,
the touching of the hearts,
that touches the reader,
tenderly...
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I am always amazed at what a couple of words can do...makes one stop and ponder before speaking...Thank you A..2000 for reading and commenting on my Mime entry...
Darlene
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What a vivid picture you've created of the silence and sadness found in loneliness and how one hand and one heart can make a difference.
Lovely write
Thanks for entering.
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Thank you pixiestix for reading and commenting on my Mime entry....Darlene
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Oh crikeys, this is good! It's particularly good because it hits home for me right now. I'm sort of like that mime, well, I was, not now, but I do know that feeling of being lost in a box and wanting that other person like me in the box with me.
So that is why it hits me. It's also a little like some of my clown Bonko stories, except his don't end happily, but that same tone is there.
It says Anonymous by Catz gave it away and I would have peeked anyway.
Thanks!
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Oh crikeys...I love that expression...Sometimes being in a box offers us comfort in bad times...as long as we can find our way out...sounds like you did...Glad you like my entry in your contest...I enjoyed writing it...I have not done much free verse...I guess that is what this is...
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This is really good, Darlene ! It may not be humorous but then, it doesn't have to be according to Yem
The silent emotions of the mime are felt within the lines of this impressive poem. Good job and I wish you best of luck in the contest
luv and
Dee
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Hey sis,
Knew I could count on you to give me positive support in my endevor to do some free verse...I didn't plan it that way but it seems poetry is like doll making...they both have a mind of it's own...Thanks for reading it and liking it...Love ya
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