A figure made from dry whittled wood
Suspended by thin strings of helium
Screw eyes connecting jointed limbs
To a torso with an attached cranium
Mimicking an outward human appearance
Costumed in fabrics of conformation
Befitting a specific manner or status
Miming, able to act with dramatization
The scene is enhanced with a painted set
Opaque and deliberate to depict a location
The stage is glowing with a devised light
The audience slowly hushes with anticipation
Concepts are transformed from written scripts
A mood is created by song that is air bound…
Instrumental music pauses for projected dialogue
Amazing vocal cords speak with lungless sound
Engineered expressions are directed
By a clever puppeteer’s nimble love
The dexterous wizard from a distant sky
Guides an absorbing performance from above
Portraying a poignant range of aware feelings
Revealing problems with possible solutions
Telling a story that effectively communicates
The marionette is applauded for its contribution
3/2/08
Is life so different dont we all dance to our own puppeteer and the strings that control our ups and downs lovely write 10 Chris
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great read Theresa! ! You pulled all the strings on this one! ! A pleasure to read! ! *10* Best wishes, Friend Thad