Pretty Little Dollies

Pretty little dollies

With pretty button eyes

Stuffed and sewn and patched

With pretty little lies

 

Porcelain and plastic

See how bright they shine

Their smiles painted on

In pretty little lines

 

See how they sit

Upon their dusty shelf

Keeping pretty little secrets

To their pretty little selves

 

In the dark they whisper

Quiet as a mouse

Hop on down

And play at life

In their pretty little house

 

In pretty little clothes

They dress themselves so nice

Playing out their pretty lies

In their charade of life

 

Do they mock us

Or do we mime them?

As we paint masks

Upon our face

And struggle to fit in

 

Like pretty little dollies

With pretty button eyes

Set all in our pretty ways

Living out our pretty lies

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

I have this thing a lot of people have about dolls - pretty but scary at the same time - exactly the feel of this poem - lovely rhythm and timing, good word choice, strong work.