for Twiglet #237

Photo by Jose Francisco Morales on Unsplash

Puppet Dance

Puppet toy,
boy embodied on a string.

Almost human, his hop and dance.
Mimicked madness as

the lights dim and the strings
fall off.

Such a pale and wan display,
a wordless apparition

as he runs wild off the stage.
It’s a swarm in a storm.

Written for Twiglet #237 ‘Wooden Puppet’. Photo by Jose Francisco Morales on Unsplash. Shared with #APoemADay on Twitter   ©Misky 2021

8 responses to “for Twiglet #237”

  1. Wonderful Twigger, Misk!

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    1. Many thanks, Ron.

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  2. Love the poem. Spooky looking puppet though!🙂

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    1. I am not a fan of puppets. Creepy little beasties.

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      1. There is a name for it I think! Stringphobia? …or in Emu’s case, handupbottomphobia?

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        1. LOL! It’s pupaphobia. What a ridiculous word. Sound like fear of puppies.

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          1. Or fear of pupae or pupils! 🤣🤣

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            1. (snort). I’ll go with the pupae.

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