A Poet's Poetry Puppet

 

A Poet's Poetry Puppet

A poet's poetry puppet takes a line and makes it dance a tale and makes it soar a joke and makes it raw.

A poet's poetry theatre, brings love into romance,

dramas into show and joy within our hearts.

The rhyming chiming beats and bumps, along in timing.

Narratives are creative, stories full of glories.

Sharing shows a caring, sometimes stories are of woes,

whereas some are fragrant shows.

Some will dress a detailed scene, some may be sharp, eager and keen.

Whilst some hold tears and sadness,

others are filled with merry gladness.

The bearing of a playful tune. Futuristic stories, told to soon.

Thriving, thrilling, mystery, flying, fairy, fantasies,

murders, mayhem, madness, a mashed up mixed up mess!

Frills of fancy dresses, cuddles, hugs and caresses.

Kissing, licking, locking lips, blessing, bloody, blocking blips.

Misconstrued constructed lies, made up, faked up, 

even alibis of crimes committed past,

sometimes they're really fast.

Sometimes 

they're 

really 

slow,

and it takes one to work out, understand and how to know,

exactly what they mean and exactly how they go.

The meanings may be secrets, of fancy slides, and snippets,

poet's may be open and confide,

from the reader, 

they may not even hide.

Many poems may make you sigh,

others may bring euthoric high.

Some help educate and guide,

covering many subjects wide.

Some conquers hidden history,

filled with the daring and the risky

flirting flavoursome and frisky.

Some bring dire consequences.

Attacks, fighting, fury defences.

Primed punched, 

packed fiction,

rubbing, rancid and friction.

Black magic and bewitching,

nerves made to shake a twitching.

Religions may muddle, and bemuse.

Flames burn bright red lit

by firing fuse.

Electric strike flashing shock,

souls may marry, and interlock.

Some tick along, with timely clock,

whilst others do not, knock a rock!

Poetry does to me bring,

a mild melody a song, a sing.

A laughing, tickling lullaby,

tears may trickle, as one cries.

Children's circles, giggling,

worming, writhing, wriggling.

Homely happiness smiles,

anger rages and does riale,

even misjudged trials!

Natural nurtured, numbing,

grinding teeth a grumbling,

throats faltering, and drying,

many push tremors a trying.

Overall, ink writing sails,

writes luxury, lush lacy tales.

So always allow, a poet time to tell,

and appreciate their poem right well.

A poet's poetry performance,

has no standard of conformance,

even though it's always

of great importance,

to share your feelings of accordance.

By Toni Cairns.