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a gaze felt softly
     pulling on wistful heartstrings…
           your puppeteer eyes
© David Mohn  Create an image from this poem.

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Carved from tree.
Perfect 
dreamy face, sadness not a trace.
A wood carver dreams of having child.
A spirit wistful running wild.

A hand to hold, a mouth that smiles.
He sits there thinking for a while.
Each piece of wood he cuts away,
one step further from that day.

Strings attached to arms head and back,
the image perfect only a soul he lacks.
He looks at his puppet and sheds a tear,
if only he had a real boy here.

No Fairy Godmother to hear his plea.
A dream unfullfilled will never be.
A carved puppet with little button nose,
perfectly formed fingers and little toes.

He looks at the puppet hangs him high.
Takes a deep breath wipes his eyes.
All his hopes cut away with a knife.
Cancer took the dream from him and his wife.



Debbie Guzzi's 
Dream On Contest

July 24th, 2013

Premium Member No Strings Attached

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lately i have become aware
i was wrong thinking i am just me 
there are lines above my head, a pair
someone's controlling me for a fee

the marketers with their advertising machines
run us all, apparently and do so continually 
they do so on walls or surfaces using screens
everything we think is fed to us intentionally 

no matter what your cause is it's them pulling the strings
wether you are for or against or anywhere in between
they write all of the scripts and the conflict that it brings
if you like oil, the cash it makes or chose to be green
trust me you're their puppet your speaking from their script
it has been ingrained in your brain since your first day
give them a child 'till he's five he's theirs he's been snipped
even at the park - slide, swing or climb it's their way

not you! right?somehow they missed your unique behind
you're wrong they got you too, always no matter where you sit
no one escapes the adjustment made to their mind
the world is a stage and we merely the puppets on it

26~12~2014
Sponsor: John lawless
Contest Name: PUPPETS


Premium Member With Strings Attached

"To get what you desperately covet, you must go the extra mile!' - quote by poet


                Let me tell you a story 
             About a tween mama's boy.
                 One fine day, unasked, 
                  He suddenly started
               Trimming all the hedges 
              On the front porch, a first. 
             It's a job always delegated 
                 To his older brothers. 
          Mom looks on with amazement;
                   Pleasantly surprised.
              She gives her youngest son
                   A kiss on the cheek
                     And says to him,
  "Thank you, baby. You're doing a great job!"
                  After finishing the task,
      Mom wraps her son in a snug embrace.
          Then came the moment of truth.
                            "Mom?"
                 "Yes, hon," she replies.
   "Could you please buy me an Xbox headset?"  


Form N - Narrative - New Poems Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Constance La France
Theme Chosen: Funny
Date written: 04/16/2022

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A Blunderbirds fan Knows E Parker
Had christened his yappy pup Harker
Neighbours caused a riot
Cos it’s never was quiet
With hindsight it's name should be Barker

Premium Member No Strings Attached

An overwhelming sorrow,
no escape, not even in sleep,
only undying pain,
only overwhelming endurance.
 
Hot tears fall easily,
but I must exist;
it is your dictate,
it is your wish,
I cannot but obey
and bear the sacrifice.
 
No insanity for me, 
no easy escape
I scream at night
in love and pain
for you know well
the art of sex.
I love and grieve,
yet it is clear,
your vision of me:
no strings attached.


Love With No Strings Attached

Before i loved you
I broke the strings
I love you, yes!
No strings attached
The songs you sing
A melody so sweet
Can it e'er be heard?
The strings broke
Love like i do
Love with no strings attached
For the people you love
May not love you back
What you so care about
Might fade out
love not becouse you're loved
love without reason
love with care,
love dosen't scare

No Strings Attached

Down by those tracks, 
You silly astronaut. 

Its an Odyssey, 
I'll admit
That I ever survived. 

Fluids, moans
and Cries thereafter
Were undoubtedly
Where this 
Masochist was
Born. 

I promised to 
Prevail, but 
Salt in the wound
Sent me down an 
Unending Spiral

No Strings Attached

I never thought I'd be the one to cry 
Over all the stupid lies
Streaming from your hollow eyes
Into shady alibis 

Thinking I must be a fool
You took for a thoughtless tool
Who only sits & drools
Over wealth & priceless jewels

I'm more than you thought you knew
I'm more than the picture you drew 
When I love, I love intentionally
My love is unconditional.
© Skyy Allen  Create an image from this poem.

No Strings Attached

In my mind I see you. 
Your handsome bronze body. 
Your eyes reflect your honesty. 
I want to hold you near me. 
No strings attached. 

In my dreams I see you. 
Your stong arms outstretched. 
Your long fingers reaching out. 
I want to lie with you. 

In my eyes I see you, 
your face so handsome. 
Your looking at me. 
I want to kiss your lips. 
No strings attached. 

The dreams are now gone, 
and I'm left with the one. 
whose eyes now need 
jam jar glasses, 
to gaze at the lasses. 

Reality at last. 
that body went fast, 
as all travelled South, 
through him stuffing his mouth. 
with enough to feed an army. 

The arms crack and grate, 
as I patiently wait, 
whilst he finds his specks. 
to give me goodnight pecks. 
Before he creaks into bed. 

The snores he emits, 
have frightened the kids 
and keep our neighbours awake, 
till I give him a shake. 
Then he starts again within minutes. 

What a difference takes place. 
It's a bloomin disgrace. 
when I have to compete with Viagra. 
But inspite of all that 
I wont change him, for my dream man. 
Cause now those Strings are attached!

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make me real the puppet ragged its master ~ no i hate wind up toys

By
David Kavanagh

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Love, 
It can be your best friend
Sneak up on you and surprise you
Please you 
Misguide you
Confide and deny you 
Live and lie to you


Wherever you go
Tease you and please you
Make a slave of you 
Turn you inside out 
Never make you doubt

Love can destroy you 
in the best of ways
Bring you to the highest peaks
Or sink you low
Beneath its blue green waves


Tragic and romantic
The love you sew
Will be the love you reap
Love can curl your toes
Or break them and make you weep


Love is best 
When nurtured and grown
It can’t be forced or faked
The best kind of love is freely given
No strings attached 
When you send love into the world
And that love comes back.

No Strings Attached

No strings attached, we’re both free to go
No strings attached, it must always be so 
So, don’t fall for me for I’ll never stay
When the party’s all over I’ll just walk away
But, while I’m still here I’ll bring you a smile
I’ll make love real slow, make it last for awhile
Now kiss me my love and surrender it all 
Let’s heed the lovely Siren’s call

Warm moonlight thru my window shines
The woods beyond, their secrets hide
Her lacy gown slips to the floor
Revealing all, there’s nothing more 
Soft candle flickering in the night
Beholds rare beauty in its light
And, trembling there she offers me
The virgin love no man has seen

Exquisite woman, her body free
Am I teaching her, or is she teaching me?
Long fragrant hair cascades o’er the pillow
Outside soft winds caress the green willow
I drink in her body, a vision of dreams
Help me please, God, lest I part at the seams
Without reservation she offers her all
My soul, how it hungers to hear her love call

I kiss the soft lips and her breasts as she sighs
Taste the sweet juices and kiss the firm thighs
I help her discover where she’s never been
She discovers it over, and over again
It began as a sigh, turning into a moan
Now deep primal screams just keep on and on
No longer naïve, now all woman charm
I cannot believe what I hold in my arms

I hold and I rock her, kiss her face and her tears
For such perfect love I’ve waited these years
I love you my angel, I’ll die if we part
Promise you’ll stay, please don’t break my heart
“How soon you’ve forgotten your words from before
‘No strings attached,’ and they hurt to the core”
Slipping into the night, o’er her shoulder she cast
“Perhaps your future got lost in your past”

Innocence given can ne’re be retrieved

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Your love comes with strings attached
Each dainty string has a message
Only I can see
Each one reveals
How I must behave
What I must feel 
How I must look 
What I must think
Strings….
You’ve made them pretty
Colorful
Enticing
But they are strings nonetheless

The gift of your love has strings
I’m afraid to open it
Afraid to get entangled
In the strings of your
Demands
Wants
Needs
Expectations

And so………..
I take out the scissors of truth
Snip, snip, snip
Clip, clip, clip
Rip, rip, rip
Ah…..here…a free gift of love
I accept it!
I ACCEPT IT!
My darling,
Didn’t you know
That my little heart
Comes…………..
With no strings attached?

The Last Strings Attached

He'd always been struggling,
All through his life
Had been looking for love,
But in the right places, hard to find

His mother had left him,
His father was an addict
The girl whom he loved,
Kept shattering his heart, with full impact

You might think he was cool,
For he was a rebel
But it was a cry for attention,
But it only attracted the devil

Misread, broken, and misunderstood
Is what his they had created him to be
Trying to hold it together, with the last strings attached
But the lord never heard his plea

Hated by the right, Loved by the wrong
The strings are breaking off into laces
Can never change, the dreadful story is always the same,
But just with many different faces

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