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Just A Man
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since 2001-06-02
Posts 15
Pain

0 posted 2001-06-03 06:32 PM


I danced to your hands whims
vagaries unending so you might
raise my puppet head for your approval
oh did I dance buffon amusing you

your fellow puppeteers all and any
crowd you could make me into jester for
pick up your puppet high drop him sprawled
unmoving each time breaking another part

of me so barely holding together strings
slowly fray with each performance you dragged
me through the once smiling face now scarred
with dreams and hopes always packed away

when the show is over away hidden away as
darkness became my home till out you plucked me
to dance your jig to all amuse still the strings
would fray until the day you swirled my hapless

heart in body round and round and the strings
at last snapped and I was cast into the crowd
just some beaten broken puppet disfigured with
abuse in dust trampled your strings of use no more


[This message has been edited by Just A Man (edited 06-04-2001).]

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ethome
Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada
1 posted 2001-06-03 06:40 PM


Great illustrative poem about how a loving heart can be used and abused! Thanks for sharing and WELCOME! to Passions.
short_stuff03469
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since 2001-06-03
Posts 6

2 posted 2001-06-03 06:40 PM


Very well written poem. It creates a good picture.
theLadypoet
Member
since 2001-05-28
Posts 97
Or USA
3 posted 2001-06-03 08:27 PM


Very intriguing portrait...
well-crafted ... good rhythm,
nice line-ending lead-ins...

theLadypoet

"A woman is like a tea bag, you never know how strong she is until she gets in hot water..." Eleanor Rooevelt

Watersign6
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since 2001-05-25
Posts 823
Hurricane,WV
4 posted 2001-06-03 08:30 PM


really enjoyable  
Love
Junior Member
since 2001-06-04
Posts 15
All Places Always
5 posted 2001-06-04 04:46 AM


Oh My, who or what hurt you so? Your disillusion is rank and potentially infectious. Let it go. We are all puppets of emotions.
  Our only choosing being who doth hold our strings.
Forgive the tethers that bound you.
I implore you, and say someday you will find a way to stand with no strings or demands.
   Release the anger in your heart. Let your mind rest. Tomorrow is another page of forever. Let go the pain that lingers.
   Do not poison your life.

Love



[This message has been edited by Love (edited 06-04-2001).]

serenity blaze
Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738

6 posted 2001-06-04 01:33 PM


This is sad but burns with a certain self disgust for being a willing participant in another's game--but eagerness to please is human condition, brought on about by the insanity of falling in love...lol...(sorry for the cynicism...I've done my share of tap-dancing too!   ) Very insightful work here!
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