Poem - 20 September 2017, 09:03

PUPPET

In solitude,
trapped inside
the confines
of his own wit,
inhabit in
inexorable thoughts,
engrossed by
the crossroads
in pleasurable
ambiguity.
He can feel
the whirlwind
warns// "the storm is nigh"
stuttered , weeps the
hopeless vagueness
of his contented yelp.

Who else could he be?
than to be in the
vulnerability of freedom
crouching the
fetching mockery
of your lucidity.

LEAH CABAEL YODICO

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Tony Taylor20 September 2017, 09:27

Dear Poet Sister LEAH!!.....a strong foray into the satirical side of apathy..... of course being a puppet kinda makes you apathetic to begin with....I have a feeling that different people will interpret this piece entirely differently....but for me, being manipulated by anyone or anything is reprehensible...,, and the HE or IT that is pulling the strings should be punished accordingly!!... But, .....if this piece is about a person being self-tortured as a prisoner of their own mind then we have a serious problem!!...,,, anyway, I hope I got close to understanding what your intent was here.... please feel free to humiliate me and torture me for messing up your poem!! lol!!...... Hugs-n-Smiles......your friend and admirer .....T xo ?☀✴✳♥

Leah Yodico21 September 2017, 01:40

Hi dear friend Poet,
Ouch!!! I was just trying to stir the imagination of the readers. //
There are so many ways to skin a poetic cat lol //Well, I will try my best to give you the complete analysis of this poem (a plea?) lol!!

First of all: Dblankportrait has already given me a hint to begin with - the writer, being an " overseer".

" In solitude trapped inside the confines ......"

This is probably the opening that the writer hit everyone with a shock!
I might have mislead the reader to think that the "puppet" has a freedom// the way the world perceives the world of a puppet is different from my point of view;

freedom comes in many ways:
In Ancient Europe " a slave could be even be freer than a master who suffers from self-division";

Are puppets not controlled by puppeteers?
a puppet has to achieve " self-awareness" to know how to feel freedom, but it is made of wood, he has no soul;
the puppeteer has the will, he controls the strings but he has no other point- to pull the string and obey the " law of gravity" ,
whereas the puppet has the advantage being resisted to gravity.

" engrossed by the crossroads in pleasurable ambiguity"
= supposed to be upside-down; men dressed as women, women dressed as men;

" he can feel the whirlwind ....."
storm symbolizes danger, turmoil, corruption, he can feel it coming,wants to reveal to the outside world, wants to shout but he's dumb.

I can see it now, the title has to be " the Puppet and the Puppeteer" LOL
I was in a hurry to finish this> I'm leaving for a weekend to Oslo.
Looking forward to be back before my daughter's birthday. Happy weekend.

Thanks for taking time reading this poem.

hugs and cheers,

Leah

Lorna21 September 2017, 00:02

Hi Leah, the wording of this is fantastic, the imagery you've created is brilliant. Being trapped inside and forced to follow the norm. Ohhh I love this one
love
Lorna
XX

Leah Yodico21 September 2017, 01:48

Hi Lorna,

Thank you, I've omitted a few lines making this too vague to stir the imagination of the reader.
Thanks again for your time.

hugs
Leah

Leah Yodico21 September 2017, 01:58

Hi Lorna,

you directed me to my past as a "tax imposer/collector" .I was trapped inside yet i had to follow the norm, to follow the law. I went too far, I opened my mouth when I saw storm was coming" being a whistleblower". it was a swan song of my career.
So, being a puppet (abider of the law), has still freedom.

hugs,
Leah

Greg Etsell21 September 2017, 04:13

Great poem if am right if I get your poem we are all puttets in life and some one is pulling are stings and telling ues how to live are life some days that is how live my life whether I like it or not cutting the strings are hard but can be done

Leah Yodico24 September 2017, 22:33

Exactly Greg, You got it right., pulled by strings, trapped inside and forced to follow the norm // he can still get away with it /// thanks for your support.

hugs
Leah

Tony Taylor21 September 2017, 08:43

Wow!! THANK YOU LEAH for clearing that up so beautifully for me..... I seldom stumble over a poem that is so compelling and then difficult to interpret.....I can't tell you how much I appreciate your taking the time to convey your thoughts!!...... You're such an insightful soul...,and a true poet!!..... Enjoy your time in OSLO girlfriend..... and thanx again for this!!......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.....T xo ?☀✴✳