Puppet Strings

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2013-05-21 16.08.19

Puppet Strings

Age pulls at my skin
forcing wrinkles to crumple cheeks.
My once limber and strong back
now moans if I bend
for too long. Yet the puppet strings
controlling the words
that escape my gaping mouth
never seem to lose their elasticity.

I wonder how time bends
to meet the mind’s understanding
and how the night sky only changes
with the proximity of the sun
while a day is measured
as if there are no wrinkles in time
and though the sun does not wear its own dial.

So how can it be:
that wounds are healed by time,
that childhood dreams
are meant to be put way,
and that my words are still tied
to yesterday?
Hand me that pair of scissors
it is time to live impulsively.

Written and shared for #OLN at dVerse with Joseph Hesch behind the bar.

22 replies
  1. brian miller
    brian miller says:

    haha…cut those strings…rather like that close on this…i am not ready to put away childish things…or let things weight me down…and cool sock monkey!

    • Delaina
      Delaina says:

      Cheers Brian;
      I am ready to cut the self-imposed strings but I will not put away childhood dreams the sock monkey stays (wink).
      Thanks for reading and commenting. 🙂

    • Delaina
      Delaina says:

      Thank you for reading Laurie.

      I trying to wait to see what the OLN Bar Keep has on tap for the night. After reading Joseph’s remarks this was what sprouted. 🙂

  2. mom
    mom says:

    you are cutting your strings, one at a time..
    when you feel ready..
    your freed spirit
    is very close.

    • Delaina
      Delaina says:

      Cheers Mom2;

      I am and if feels good. So I will no longer cling to stings that bind me 🙂
      Thank you for your love and support it is nice to know I have so many good people ready to catch me if my leap of fate flings me face down 🙂

  3. ayala
    ayala says:

    So how can it be:
    that wounds are healed by time,
    that childhood dreams
    are meant to be put way,
    and that my words are still tied
    to yesterday?……great lines. I love this.

    • Delaina
      Delaina says:

      *snip* *snip* Live is like that sometimes, you cut the ties to find other and if you are not careful you are tangled up again. 🙂
      Thank you for reading Mrs Mediocrity 🙂

  4. claudia
    claudia says:

    ha nice…yes…time to live life without strings…and we should never forget our childhood dreams…thanks for the reminder…smiles

  5. Kelvin S.M.
    Kelvin S.M. says:

    ..don’t put your childhood companions away from you… there’ll come a time in life somewhere that you’ll need to go back & look for ’em for that one more chance of feeling the first hugs… don’t just hold the seeds of memory… plant ’em and grow old together… smiles… thanks for the poem!

    • Delaina
      Delaina says:

      Don’t worry Kelvin I will not put my childhood companions away they sit on my desk as I write 😉 Thank you for visiting my blog and for your comments.

  6. Res JF BURMAN
    Res JF BURMAN says:

    Never put away childhood dreams Delaina, they will at least give you youthful eyes to view the world through.
    But you are just a young thing yet. Look at me, in China I’m old enough to be an ancestor!
    Good write my love, and food for thought! And yeah, hang on to the sock monkey! <3

    • Delaina
      Delaina says:

      Never Res! I am living the best childhood dreams now as an adult. 🙂
      The sock monkeys stay!
      Thanks for your support it is a priceless gift.

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