Best Puppets Poems

Once, side by side, they walked the moonlit beach
     in silence- each alone and incomplete
in disjoined worlds- linked only by the reach
     of tiny, lapping waves upon their feet.

As silver beams of moonlight iced the ground
 ...

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Behind the parchment screen and eye to eye Punch chided.
Who are you? Who is she? He’d point it out. You’d see.
No marionette with strings was he. Their paths collided;
Judy stands and faces his animosity

The play is writ by man and maid and staged to teach,
the...

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Our
candlelight show,
entwining fingers
bolder now

fragrances mingle
in threadless embrace,
shadow puppets.


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Placement: 1st;(September 2012)

Contest:Septolet the Puppet

Sponsor:Nette Onclaud

By:kash poet

Date:22nd September 2012

SEPTOLET: it consists of 7 lines with a total of 14 words ... the line break comes between the 4th and 5th lines though  both parts deal with the...

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Mastered Puppets


Of the voices thrown and never shown their cries travel well
A starving sewn with a bitter bone of their life a quiet quell
With larval lips that are losing grips where echoes only dwell
Their smile drips as they use their fingertips in a yielding yell

Left...

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Addiction was her puppeteer
 It pulled her every string
 Drugs became the master of her fears
 Depression was all it would bring

 Some become puppets of greed
 Pimping out their very souls
 More, and more, and more they need
 Satisfaction is never their goal

 Envy...

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Hand Puppets


Hard, calloused and dirty, it pleaded with me.
It had no eyes, no face, no soul.  Or so I thought,
or didn’t.  Yellowed fingernails, dirt covered and
trembling faced upward as would a beggar’s
face.  A sound, perhaps its voice, startled me.  I
heard nothing...

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I was set upon a wooden box
With strings fastened to my hands and feet
It seems she promised to make me dance
With her skillful hands I'd feel the beat

The music, I could hear really well
Sadly I was unable to move
That would change according to her plan
Her...

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I can't see my strings;
But I know that they are there.
Who controls the bar?...

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Cutting off the taunt lead lines
See how Thy card house just folds
Busted nose, thy marble shrines
now covered with story molds

Hold thyself up full of holes
Stiff lips and wooden stances
Like a dull actor's best roles
Regret thy second chances

Marionettes dance their parts
in our ticker tape parades
upon many...

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i once met a young aspiring poet

whose love for the art had drove

him passionately insane with the colour silver.

i met him on a street rampage shouting out his

emancipating parable of shiny silver rings

sparkling with a deep red hue ,oddly spoiling in rust from blood thirst

and...

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I watched the magic as the puppets dance
Their fingers moved, I was in a trance
The puppets danced on little strings of wire
From lifeless forms upon the floor
To dancing puppets we adore
The magic as his fingers were on fire 

As though on fire
On strings of wire
As...

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Puppets can laugh and talk

Cry and walk and mask many emotions

For human pain and for all to gain there aren't any magic potions

To enact what's right

Fight the good fight 

For Society as a whole

We must persevere 

Through willpower sheer

Morality comes from the Soul...

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On a halcyon stroll on a crepuscular street 
My jealousy got flowing for my hound in retreat
His visceral powers and sonorous bark
Alerted by penumbras half in the dark
On an opulent lawn, a close neighbor of mine
The desultory moon making shadow puppets with vines
I laughed at...

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The magic of the puppeteer’s hands, brings life through the strings
The mass of wooden limbs on the floor, unrecognisable as things
They all applauded as they watched the master puppeteer at work
He made his puppets dance, his duty he did not shirk.

Then the day arrived, they...

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"Congratulations!
yes you did it again
you broke another heart
i guess this means you win
hold your hands up in the air
and take your victory lap
step over the bodies
the victims of your
traps.

Those Darkened eyes
that cold-hearted stare
no need to say your sorry
because you never cared.
We're just toys to you...

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