Marionette Poem by Shelby Barker

On stage she
dances with the fervent audience
Anticipating when their muscles will twitch
Blinking when their eyes itch
Under the spotlight her
grace and profound elegance is, a spell
Hypnotizing the fervent audience
Magic spitting jealousy at her performance
Only one trick is she playing
Although it’s not her’s to claim
She’s still perfect just the same..
Behind the iridescent curtain she
lays limp
Not seen by the so fervent audience
Rushing to tell the puppeteer Hello