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Michael
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0 posted 1999-11-23 03:27 AM


THE MANNEQUIN

Daily they walk by my window,
A few of them stop to peek in.
Holding pose in flourescent glow,
I watch the world, a mannequin.

Some offer a smile at my clothes,
Some, though, seem to think them absurd.
But no-one out there really knows
The power of the spoken word.

For I feel good with offered praise,
But when they laugh I want to cry.
Still, in this life of window displays,
Who pays attention to the eye?

For I see young couples holding hands.
I see bums asking for spare change.
As everyone passes like slipping sands,
Oblivious to each other, it's strange.

The businessman straightening his tie.
The soccer mom running way late.
The teenager with a fresh black eye,
The drug addict again tempting fate.

Everybody seems to be in a hurry.
There's always somewhere they'd rather be.
Day by day, I watch them pass in flurry,
While the nights are a slow misery.

And I often wonder who's has it worse,
Watching this mindless rat race they live.
For most of them never see it's curse,
Or share the love that's theirs to give.

But who could know the pain I hold within.
Just longing to be part of such.
But then, what's life to a mannequin,
Except a window I can't even touch?

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Michael Anderson

Loneliness isn't in being alone,
Loneliness is alone in being.



[This message has been edited by Michael (edited 11-23-1999).]

© Copyright 1999 Michael Anderson - All Rights Reserved
Ohme
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1 posted 1999-11-23 06:41 AM


Michael, I like this one!

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suthern
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2 posted 1999-11-23 07:29 AM


Wow, Michael... I don't think I'll ever look at a window display so casually again (and I certainly won't use my reflection in the glass to make "adjustments!" LOL) This is great... I like!!
Toerag
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3 posted 1999-11-23 07:31 AM


Michael...I wonder how many of us, even as children, have wondered about the mannequins?
Very interesting idea and well written.....

hoot_owl_rn
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4 posted 1999-11-23 10:06 AM


Wow!!
WhtDove
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5 posted 1999-11-23 10:22 AM


Unique perspective from a mannequin's point of view! So much truth to these words. Left me thinking!
Pepper
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6 posted 1999-11-23 10:24 AM


This is a Wonderful poem Michael...this belongs in my favorites file!!

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Michael
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7 posted 1999-11-23 08:36 PM


Thank you all for your comments. I've had such a writer's block of late, I have felt like a mannequin watching the world go by while screaming voicelessly on the inside. The warm replies mean much.


Michael

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8 posted 1999-11-23 08:42 PM


Michael, this one stirred me deeply.
So many times I've wondered if that's the view from Alzheimer's patients or those who look but cannot speak.
How powerful this message. I have printed it to take to an area nursing home for the care-takers to read.

You sure broke the 'block' with this one.
*The mannequin *smiles*.

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Mike
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9 posted 1999-11-23 09:01 PM


At some point in our lives, we are all mannequins. Well done.
Denise
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10 posted 1999-11-23 09:04 PM


Wow, what a unique and clever piece, Michael! Very nice!

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Denise


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11 posted 1999-11-23 11:00 PM


I've been writing from a dummy's point of view most of my life!

This is excellent, Michael.

FreeByrd
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12 posted 1999-11-24 10:13 AM


Michael,

This is fantastic.

I would venture to say that many passions poets will begin getting tossed out of stores for talking to the mannequins.

If I may say so, I look rather good in a white coat. It's the straps that I'm not fond of.

-RS

poetFemmeFatale
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13 posted 1999-11-24 11:39 AM


Oh gee wow Michael...I mean, you don't write or post anything for over a week, and then BANG! You post a masterpiece in every forum! Wow, when that writer's block ended, you came back with a PUNCH!! This is probably one of my favorites yet - I can really relate to what that darn mannequin was feeling! Isn't it amazing? Except, I like sitting on a bench somewhere, watching all this hustle and bustle....the world spinning so fast, and yet it's like mine is frozen in pure standstill.....Like I'm invisible to all that pass....this really brings tears to my eyes...I'm with Marge on this idea....after working with geriatrics for quite some time, you wonder what all goes on behind those aging hollow, empty eyes, that are too sad and lonely to speak....when their minds slip away, what are their souls still screaming out in silence? And it's then, their families decide to abandon them...how lonely their final days must be.....TY.

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JennyLee
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14 posted 1999-11-25 10:52 AM


Excellent verse
I always loved looking at the hands of those mannequins in the windows, still do...

As everyone passes like slipping sands..what a great line!

Jenny

mojar
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15 posted 1999-11-25 11:50 AM


life in a plastic bubble, unable to touch, to feel, nothing but the inner feelings. very powerful. thanks for sharing this perspective. mo.
Isis
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16 posted 1999-11-25 05:23 PM


Life in plastic ain't so fantastic. I have often wondered would they like to be stared at, if they could think? Writer's block? You? I doubt it!! Well done as always

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The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there IS to celebrate.
~Isis~
(Daughter of Mystery)



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