11.19.2021

Haiku my Heart - Backstage

Come, let us fantasize a bit.
Leave this harried world behind for a moment or two.
Come to the past, the world of make-believe,
a 5/7/5 haiku and a short freeform poem will take  you there.


linked this haiku Friday with
Rebecca's place of peace and haiku


 colored lights gone dark
the actor sits abandoned
dust webs surround her


MARIONETTE DANCER


 exciting and thrilling were the days
when she dressed in the finest
of silks and feathers
and the tiniest red patent shoe


she would CanCan all over the stage
her flamboyant movements carefully calculated
the shiny fabric of her lovely dresses
catching the prismatic colors of the stage lighting

and oh those sweet nights when she dressed so simply
dancing  in the magic  land of Lilliput
her body moving in a quixotic way
whimsical, hypnotic

 always one could hear a lilting
oboe tune
drifting around her dancing self
adding to her enchantment
or a violin’s rushing strings
exciting her movements

 but now
her limp form curls upon itself
naked of fabric
gathering the dust of time
no more delicate Madame Butterfly ballet steps
no movement to delight an audience

tangled in nearly invisible strings
she lives motionless in a time forgotten
unloved
her kismet encountered

 the puppeteer has gone digital

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Thanks so much for visiting

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11 comments:

  1. My goodness. This to say the least was an enthralling work. I felt elation as she danced and sadness now that she sits alone and left behind (not necessarily forgotten tho)

    An A+ writing!!!!

    (Ps...would love to see your pigeons!!!)

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  2. Her tapping echoes... throughout time... Yes, Judie. The stage came alive for me right now! I can see her, in all her glory. I so love your drawing... thank you for this moment of imagination dear Judie!

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  3. Wow! beautiful artwork and love the puppet with the sweet red shoes and memories ~ lovely poetry too ~ Xo

    Living in the moment,

    A ShutterBug Explores,
    aka (A Creative Harbor)

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  4. You brought the puppet back to life! Lovely haiku and poem. Have a nice weekend, love from Holland.

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  5. One of the saddest things is to know what you were meant for, know what gives you joy, and be kept away from it.

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  6. I enjoyed your Haiku. Loved your art and enjoyed reading your poem.

    Hope you've had a good weekend, enjoy the new week.

    All the best Jan

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  7. This is heartbreaking. Few things are as devastating as feeling like is no longer wanted, or has a purpose. No one should have to feel that way.

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  8. good morning and thank you for keeping the haiku fire burning while my life has been a dark mountain of loss and grief. i’m ready to sit quietly in this pre dawn and listen for each birds song. i’m ready to unbundle my bruised heart and sing. maybe this is truly being "awake"- thank you for the comfort of knowing you have stayed by my side even through the darkest night. xo

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  9. wow,how did I miss this. Such a beautiful post. Love it.

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