Yoni Dvorkis Poet I do not know?

High Horse Riders

Shine on you crazy diamond
Shine in your manipulation

I am here only to reflect your faulty wisdom.
Bend me to your will.

You are the Puppeteer
issuing the restrictions,
the directives,
the orders.

I am the Puppet
whose sole aim is to please.

Give me my reward
like the mouse and his cheese.

and I will run through the maze you have laid out before me
and relent to your forceful tugging on my joints.

Dangle your golden carrot in front of my face
and let us share in our delusion
that this exercise meant something
to either one of us.

Or we could just dismount
and call it a day.

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Debbie Guzzi August 4, 2009 at 5:07 PM LOL...aye the puppet and the puppetmaster! Hmmmm who is doing all the work here??? As to the seed. I am sure my Mom felt as I did, and that many Mom's feel the same, yet.........unlike my Mom I did grow. My Mom hid. She seldom went out into the world. She let her husband beard the beast. I loved her but she gave up way too easy. Light & Love

Matthew Anish July 27, 2009 at 6:14 PM Ride on! Nice poem. I have tagged you to write a "haunted" poem in John Loving 11 contest.

July 23, 2009 at 12:58 PM After this powerful statement, I doubt you could be a puppet. This sure sounds like our political system--lots of promises and carrots--few deliveries for We the People. Much for the reader to think about. Thank you for sharing your talent with us and for your kind words on my poem. Karen

Amber Plocica July 22, 2009 at 2:31 PM This was great Yoni. I had to read it several times in order to understand its meaning. I thought this was a truly great poem. X's and O's ...Amber

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen July 19, 2009 at 7:05 AM Yoni, This poem is interesting because it could not only apply to one relationship, but also to many ideologies that thrive throughout the world. Are they good? Are they bad? I say, just do your best at making right choices and finding God. The rest will fall into place. Love, DAS-J (soupmail now and later)

Keith Bickerstaffe July 18, 2009 at 9:54 PM Nice Pink Floyd reference in your first line... a very clever treatment of the puppet and the puppeteer. Most engrossing! Best wishes, Keith (PS the 'M' in 'Anna' is Osip Mandelstam, another Russian poet whom I greatly admire. Heaney's poem was a tribute to Mandelstam)

Carolyn Devonshire July 18, 2009 at 3:40 PM I have no tolerance for those who sit on "High Horses" and dictate to others. Truly, you will never be "the puppet." You write from your heart and your brilliant mind; no one tells you how to express your feelings. That is one of the most refreshing qualities in your awesome poems! Love, Carolyn

John Freeman July 18, 2009 at 10:55 AM You have Mail, Godly love, Moses

Charmaine Chircop July 18, 2009 at 12:38 AM woowwww,yoU re good YONI- TALENTED--CHARMA:

James Marshall Goff July 17, 2009 at 9:58 PM oh, the High Horse rides on wings of glory! in this fine write! Yoni! YOU ROCK! jimbo