Tugged from the box where her wrappings protect her
Carefully placed on the stage
Strings on the joints that will make her an actor
Fit for the part she will play
It’s a clever surprise
It’s a perfect charade
Not a soul would suspect
All the nights she has cried
With this sturdy disguise
And a smile that won’t fade
She is dancing in time
But she’s empty inside
Held up by ribbons and strings to support her
Well rehearsed lines and replies
Looking so much like the girl they have ordered
But for those colorless eyes
It’s a masterful turn
It’s a desperate act
To protect what is left
Of a magical life
But she packs it away
When she exits the back
And the smiles are gone
When she’s down for the night
Little marionette, you don’t have to pretend
You were made without strings
You were born into tears
Little marionette, you have color and skin
You can mount up with wings
You are stronger than fear
Little marionette, let the audience wait
They can come back again
You don’t have to perform
Little marionette, it is never too late
If you really must dance
Would you dance in my arms?
vampireweather 
This is in the top three poems I have ever read. All were yours of course.
JCP WEWGP CSVI XM HMYR GSGS
I cannot guess how I could have earned such admiration, but I thank you. You give me courage to go on. You have a wonderful mind 🙂
You give me the same. I am thankful for you.
It is often that two people who have perhaps only the most brief encounter while passing, fortify one another with the endurance to survive a lifetime. Such is the mysterious way of God and life. Thank you for stopping by tonight
Thank you for supplying for me what I needed tonight.
What a beautiful poetry of a life controlled by its shadow….I loved the way you wrote hope and love in such a life
absolutely marvelous VW 🙂
I believe in people. I have hope for everyone and I hope they never have to pretend for me
Aren’t we all a Marionette, “Not a soul would suspect
All the nights she has cried
With this sturdy disguise
And a smile that won’t fade
She is dancing in time
But she’s empty inside” how true, sometimes…
Indeed, it might be any of us in some ways. Life is ever a challenge. Thank you
Gut Geschrieben wünsche dir einen schönen Monday Best regards Gislinde.http://zitroneblog.wordpress.com
Thank you for coming by, my friend. Have a wonderful week!
You have outdone yourself, VW 🙂 This is just the best!! Your work always is amazing but this is just tops! Super, awesome!!
😀 really? Thank you!
This is amazing! I have no words, only goose bumps. Thank you for this wonderful poem. ♥
Aww, you are too kind, bipolarmuse. I’m thankful you found it to your liking. That makes me smile 🙂
I’m with bipolarmuse, this one actually gave me goosebumps! Thank you so much for sharing this VW!
That is such a wonderful compliment. To physically effect someone with words is quite a feat! 🙂
Very nicely done!
Thank you very much! I’m glad you stopped by 🙂
Wow, once again you’ve done it! Wonderfully creative
Thank you, Alex. Good to see you here 🙂
This poem moved me deeply, VW. On some level I can relate to it – maybe we all can. We forget sometimes that we’re autonomous, that we don’t have to “perform”. Your writing always goes straight to my heart, and this one especially!
Thank you so much, Betty. You are so generous with your words 🙂
“Little marionette, you have color and skin
You can mount up with wings
You are stronger than fear”:
Wonderful lines, well-placed in this poem that acts so effectively as metaphor for many of our “command” performances every day of our lives!
If only we were instilled with more courage and less false expectations. Thank you.
I am absolutely speechless! How do you manage to conjure thoughts so brilliant? In this life, there are many marionettes dancing away even when there is no music. I just like the perspective of this piece so much that I think it is my favorite! Marvelous work, friend 😀
Wow really? I am honored 🙂 thank you very much. To dance is a grand thing when we choose it to be or a merciless duty when we do it for the benefit of others opinions
Talk about wishing there was a “love,” button! This one is beautiful!
xo
😀 thank you, Deb. I am blessed by your support
VW, I absolutely relish your poetry and I have to say it – this one is my favourite so far! Excellent, just excellent!! 🙂
I am humbled by your wonderful compliments 🙂
Lovely and tender and like a fairytale , I do love this.
Thank you, my friend 🙂
Another stellar poem where you draw me and and tell an amazing story 🙂
Thank you, Lydia! 🙂
Thank you for once again helping me to see another time and world.
Thank you for seeing it! Your other time and world may be someone’s present or future 🙂
Very true it has probably been mine more times than I can remember.
How deliciously sweet
my fine and wicked friend 🙂
This is one of my favourite
poems so far, excellent work…
Androgoth
You are very kind, my friend!
A grown-up Pinocchio’s love poem to
his first flame? You really need to check
out the SteamPunk band – Abney Park –
This reminds me of a song they did about
an anamatronic doll – don’t remember the
name of it, just the band.
I went and checked them out, thank you! I love learning new music, and I love the design of the steampunk genre. Great stuff!
“My mother says the whole world is asleep –
and that only a few people are awake, and
these people live, in a constant state of
amazement” More lyrics from Abney
park, it’s one of my favorites and I
still can’t say what it’s called, I need
to look these up . . .
That is an amazing line!!!! I love it!!!
“You don’t have to perform
Little marionette, it is never too late
If you really must dance
Would you dance in my arms?”
It’s never too late.
A perfect ending.
Thank you sir. If there is breath and life, changes can be made!
Change is unavoidable. The question is what sort of change will it be, and will it be in a direction you choose and wish for?
It is usually in the direction we choose and rarely in the direction we wish, but who can we fault for that? 🙂
Tends to depend on how rational we’re feeling at the time, I think. 😉
What is rational? Seems like I remember hearing about that once… 😉