playing dollhouse

she loves him
like a child
loves a
dilapidated
doll.

wants to hug off
all his buttons
and smooth away
his seams.
to wash him
with her hands
and dry him
with her breath.

she wants to love him
and love him
'til there's
nothing
left.

she wants
to dress him
when he's dry.
hold him
while she
cries.
grow old
with him laying
by her
side.

she loves him
like a child.
with innocence
and grace.
from a deep,
deep,
beautiful
place.

she loves him
like a child.
which makes her
young and
naive.

for she was
unaware
that dolls
could
just
leave.

 

 

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Oh my Kara you never cease to amaze me... quite the twist with this one too which made me have to re-read it and now even more powerful, the innocents of first love is the greatest as you go in feeling total free of borders built by scars of betrayal... once again no one can describe it quite like you, that was a brilliant analogy of the situation. BRAVO my sparkling diamond!!

[An owl on the moon]

I am breathless... The moment will come when my comments are dusty memory, but your work will rise like the sun on a cold morning and the world will be forever warmed by your words... You are perfection...

Craig

[Last Lying Look]

This is a saddening piece.
I love how you have compared temporary love to a child's experience with a doll.
Amazing writing. Heart breaking.
-E.M.R

[robin]

Excellent stuff for a book on childhood erotic nightmares. I love the way this weaves like a slithering snake then ends abruptly and starkly. Nice job as usual, but tell us what you really think Kara...lol

[SweetPeachesAlways]

Totally beautiful! I love this...you have such an expressive style of writing. Totally original, totally unique. And again, I love this! Great job. I think I will pack this little guy up and put it in my Favorites, snug as a bug....

[Kelly Scheppers]

I was blown away by this! The very words...

she loves him
like a child
loves a
dilapidated
doll.

wants to hug off
all his buttons
and smooth away
his seams...

Makes me want to run and hug something! So pretty!

[Mr. Lopez]

A powerful write that lets us know that there are still people out there that believe on true love. Not all men leave but are waiting to meet a soul that feels as you do. Men also chase the pot of gold. Your writing is beautiful .Thank you .

[['tatiz speis]]

Sad. The structure of the stanzas only make the words more powerful.

[Raven Held]

I've noticed your style of poetry-writing is short lines and sentences that run on as one snaking stanza.

I love that about your structure. Very smooth reading, and it allows every word to possess that impact. Therefore, you should try to make every word count. Which I suppose you did.

Lovely, and with a sad twist at the end. I like this one.

Thanks for sharing!

Loves,
Raven

[Whisperer]

I am in awe. This is beautiful poetry indeed. I mean it is as close to perfect as you can get. On the surface of it, it is a simple breezy poem that anyone can appreciate, primarily due to the strong underlying tone of love and loss.

But the way you describe love, possessiveness, our desire for redemption and so many things so intrinsic to us, that this poem becomes much less a poem about love and more of a satire on human nature. Fantastic poem. One of the very best I have read on this site in a long time.

You ought to be publushed! :)