Open Poetry #43 |
Old Dolls |
WolfHeart Junior Member
since 2008-12-17
Posts 23Oregon, USA |
There is a corner where unwanted dolls are tossed; in with the other toys. Left to molder 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. "Love the unloveable; they need it most of all." |
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YoungatHeart2 Member
since 2008-12-12
Posts 81 |
How sad... |
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Anna Lyzing Junior Member
since 2008-12-24
Posts 11Sugar plums dance, Dreamland |
Sad poem indeed. So many dolls with no voices to be heard. Lets hope they never all get together and wage a war on all whom abandoned them. |
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