The Puppeteer~

The Puppeteer~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole

Pluck

Pluck

Nimble fingers

Nimble mind

Twirling hearts, her gift refined

One boy

Counts as toy

One girl

Steal her pearl

Three steps to the right

She spins their threads

Deep and tight

One step to the left

Purse the lips

Deny it’s theft

Accumulating human dolls

Love and hate intertwined

Gift a kiss

Take their mind

Once it dulls

Wave, bye bye

 

Cut

Cut

Strings in heaps

You tube giggles

While they weep

Distraction

Attraction

Emotions in abstraction

Little puppeteer, so young

Doesn’t realize what she’s done

Accumulating karmic debt

For the blond, the red head

The brunette

Left in stains

A soft refrain

A heap of broken dolls

Detained

Her allure a tightening chain

 

Pluck

Pluck

Nimble fingers

Nimble mind

Sweeping puppets to the side

Where I will bend and pick them up

Into my cradle

Patch them up

As best I can

As best they will

Incline to heal

In my surreal

Underland of fairy tales

Where I planted roses fair

For them before they even knew

The puppeteer would wound them so

For it is I who made her so

Young myself

How could I know

That plucking buds with such uncare

Would travel to the girl so fair

Imprint into her ways and then

She could easily dismember them

 

Cut

Cut

My strings in heaps

To mend the dolls with my own seal

For karmic is as karmic does

We pay the debt, as is deemed just

On the loom

My fingers nimble

My tiny heart blooms in a thimble

Fixing

Mending

Tiny ropes

Every knot I tie

With hope

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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© 2011 NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole


Author's Note

NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole
~a subtle~loving message for one who needs it~

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It reads like a careful warning and reminder to a woman/female dear to you. So little caring and lack of understanding for what she does as you stand by, watching, helpless. Doing what little you can with hope she mends her ways. With your usual flare of course :-P

Posted 8 Years Ago


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Very creative, and oh so brillant!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh, the rhyme here is excellent. It almost feels like hip-hop and I was tapping my feet throughout the piece.There is that streak of fatalism and karma that shines throughout this poem.The Puppeteer, I envy him!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A great read! My favourite part "Little puppeteer, so young Doesn’t realize what she’s done" Epic line, one in a million. :-)

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

No worries, my dovely. Your ever-dexterous and dainty fingers have mending many during your days here. Though hooked by many fishing lines when we came to your shore, you have always managed to free our minds one by one. Hope is always alive when there is a willing hand available. Thank you, dovely.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The words flow so smoothly, a delight to read! I imagine the strings being cut from the puppets so they can be free to heal and walk on their own. This poem also brings to mind the connections between all of us, the important connections we want to hold onto...every time I read this, a new vision comes to mind.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The ties that bind us to the lessons of life, and we are so ready to cut the bond when we are young, oh but when the knot has been retied it holds so much stronger knowing the truth from both ends…The guiding strings, the words of a Poet puppeteer…

Great Write Selene!
RLG,
Tommy


Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This was great :) The repitition and bitty nature of it remind me of some kind of modern fairytale story...Also, your syntax is wonderful to speak; this could very easily be a piece of spoken word poetry, it would be great to perform...
The journey is also compelling and the language sings with a child-like delicacy.
"My fingers nimble
My tiny heart blooms in a thimble"
I especially love this !!
Well done :)


Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

fabulous imagery and chanted rhyme! love the structure of this write...

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The words really dance around and play with each other. The rhythm in this is incredible.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Words are powerful for those few that can decipher the subtleties that dance among them. You have mastered word weaving even further than that. You throw raw feeling onto your canvas allowing each reader to interpret the meaning & see what sticks. You give your entire self and it shines.


Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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