Porcelain Doll

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Porcelain Doll

 

I try to intimate love like a beautiful

porcelain doll. Rosy cheeks, courageous smile.

The beauty of my porcelain doll hides behind

the art of her face, as I do with colors of

the blue sky that I paste upon my eyelids.

For my love I lost I cry no more.

I use to wish he lied to me because I wanted

to believe he actually loved me. I soon

realized that on the other side of

attraction lies repulsion.

I held on to my porcelain doll the way he

held on to me, lifeless.

Though time kindled upon me, I learned to

let go and grow for what wasn't good for me

was a lesson learned.

My dear sweet doll is shattered but

Unbreakable. Let's try again...

As I travel long years with my doll, I soon

discover beauty within.

 

 

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SavVySam commented on Porcelain Doll

04-18-2010

An interesting transition from outward reflections to an actualization of inward awareness...very creative imagery you've chosen to portray an idea...Great work!

Marmorl73

04/19/2010

Thanks so much!

knight4696 commented on Porcelain Doll

04-05-2010

Marmor - A very nice metaphoric poem you've penned here! I like your style my friend! :) Ken

Marmorl73

04/06/2010

Thanks so much. I appreciate your comment. :-)

Marmorl73 commented on Porcelain Doll

03-26-2010

Thanks! I really wanted to have the reader relate to my expression of loving oneself.

BikemanRJ commented on Porcelain Doll

03-25-2010

Yes sometimes we have to forgive and forget and let go of our pride and love ourselves for who we are in spite of what others do or say. A very beautiful expression of yourself and who you are. God Bless BikemanRJ

MrGee commented on Porcelain Doll

03-24-2010

Very interesting poem. I especially like the use of the metaphor in the line that reads - The time kindled upon me. my niece has been collecting Barbie dolls since she was a child and now is 42 years old. I selected this poem based on the title while reading I thought of my niece. Thanks and this is a 10 from me

Marmorl73

03/25/2010

Thanks! Basically the porcelin doll in this poem is resembling me. I wanted the reader to relate of how life can be more then just a doll. And as women we can't be perfect. Even though time continues and we age we can and must move on.

The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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