Ruth Walters

A Dolls Eye View - Poem by Ruth Walters

Dolls sit among the cushions
as though they are waiting for her.
Their porcelain smiles, fixed,
their eyes wide, a cobalt blue,
and their dresses have lace collars.

Tiny tea cups on saucers are
arranged on a small table.
There's a pot with yellow flowers,
taking centre place. It's surrounded
by plastic cakes and pastries.

On her bed is a huge rag doll,
it's flopped over, looking helpless.
Her nightie is on the floor
covering her slippers but the toes peep through.
Soon she'll be returning.

She'll run in daintily,
go straight to the corner where I sit.
I, with my broken arm, my one eye
and bald head. Then she'll pick me up
and call me her baby.

I was the first doll she ever had,
still here, still treasured,
but failing now, roughened by use,
by play times, but thoroughly
and most definitely loved.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

written to amuse and inspire children

Comments about A Dolls Eye View by Ruth Walters

  • Rookie - 75 Points Alexander Coppedge (8/23/2013 12:21:00 PM)

    Lovely story about your favorite doll My favorite encounter with a doll was a three foot model who I thought was ayoung child I spoke to it for five minutes asking for some form of response (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 75 Points Alexander Coppedge (6/12/2013 7:26:00 PM)

    Lovely story and artistry More like a moral lesson for children and it is a worthy note I'm reaching to find some classification for this work Under my standards I classify it silent poetry (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 10,072 Points Heather Wilkins (5/29/2013 4:10:00 PM)

    An excellent write. Recalling the oldest doll. But definitely the most precious. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points B. V. Dahlen (10/16/2012 9:13:00 AM)

    I loved this very descriptive, and the mood compelling! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 432 Points Danny Draper (9/17/2012 7:28:00 AM)

    Definitely inspiring, made me think of my old monkey, Sammy. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 5, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 14, 2015

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