when the blue moon rises
in the broken October sky
a crooked smile crosses her lips
a tear in un-knowing eyes
the puppet master pulls the strings
the puppet seems surprised
she dances in the moon light
in the yard where graves reside
moving to the masters will
she dances the dance of death
her tears fall like rain
soaking into the ground
the puppet master pulls the strings
she dances 'round and 'round
she'll dance until the masters done
and then he'll lay her down
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Great imagery, fantastic poem.
"Who's pulling the strings?"
Unknown Forces are pulling the strings...👻👽👾
Thank you WW for reading my poem.Please write more kids poetry and
did we ever had Blue Moon in October? I know Fantasy, ,but why October?
Is this about someone who's possessed or how people can't control themselves or something, loved the poem but please explain conmations, I'm really curious??
Trop, for me its about God, birth, living life and death, the good the bad and the ugly?
it could mean different things to others, we take away from it (the piece) what we will?
no refunds. Thank you Trop for reading, and commenting. I loved your question, but only
you have the true answer. peace ww
THANK WW ~ POCO the puppet can do anything ~ if someone else pulls the string ! The World id full of Puppet Masters who want to fetter and control us. In today's databank society we all have e-mails phone numbers card numbers etc and everyone wants to get their hands on them. Young People (M & F) are being trafficked by evil Men for their own (and other's) pleasure. A Blue Moon is a scond Full Moon and is often tinged with blue. It can occur in any month except February which is too short. Beware of puppet masters and manipulators ~ they are everywhere ! Yours BRIAN
thankx Brian.
Great poem with clear imagery ww..
Super last stanza rounds it up perfectly. .Bravo my friend.. I could become addicted to reading you...smiles and Best wishes to you...Dee
Thanks again Dee, don't worry it's non-addictive...I suppose?
A magnificent piece of work 💐
Thank you Alita, by the by that's a beautiful penname! peace ww
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