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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.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 8/4/2009 5:07:00 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
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Date: 7/27/2009 6:14:00 PM
Ride on! Nice poem. I have tagged you to write a "haunted" poem in John Loving 11 contest.
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Date: 7/23/2009 12:58:00 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
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Date: 7/22/2009 2:31:00 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
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Date: 7/19/2009 7:05:00 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)
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Date: 7/18/2009 9:54:00 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)
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Date: 7/18/2009 3:40:00 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
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Date: 7/18/2009 10:55:00 AM
You have Mail, Godly love, Moses
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Date: 7/18/2009 12:38:00 AM
woowwww,yoU re good YONI- TALENTED--CHARMA:
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Date: 7/17/2009 9:58:00 PM
oh, the High Horse rides on wings of glory! in this fine write! Yoni! YOU ROCK! jimbo
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