
That Friday feeling is here and it is time to post my 20th poem of the challenge. This morning is all about rebellion and the prompt is to write a poem about this theme or to rebel against the way you usually write by choosing a different approach. I have written about a ventriloquist’s doll who breaks free! Happy Friday!
Viola’s Rebellion
Her face is white as porcelain
Her lips are thin and red
And as the concertina plays
He tilts her fragile head
The voice that he embodies
Has a churlish, silly sound
He helps her do a courtesy
And then makes her spin around
Her floral dress, conservative
Her frilly blouse too tight
Those fallen locks have lost their shine
But who is she to fight?
She’s at the mercy of his hands
She doesn’t have control
The only life she’s ever known
Is as a passive doll
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