China Doll

Isolation

 China Doll

 

Nothing more than a broken china doll,

Cracked pale porcelain face

And a shattered visage,

She’s got a bleeding heart,

Mourning a love with no beginning

Nor end;

When we see the rage,

We look away in shame,

Ignoring the things that could have been,

The what-if’s that haunt everyday.

 

What if we’d given a shoulder to cry on,

A minimalist effort to take away the pain,

Just this once.

 

What if we’d opened ourselves,

Brought out the old war wounds - the havoc

Love wrought on us -

And reminded her no one’s really alone?

 

We paid the price of our precious

Hard-won anonymity,

Loosing a beauty

The world would never see again.

 

Bury the broken doll beneath a tall stand of oaks,

Her favorite place to go when things were down,

Say goodbye to the one we never knew,

Ignore the chime of broken china pieces

Rubbing together,

And pretend the guilty nightmares

And endless questions

That plague us in the dead of night

Simply don’t exist.

 

Nov 29 ‘05

Laurie.

China Doll

 

removed double post

Author's Note

Old one indeed...

Reviews

[THERISA]

Reading this poem, i know what i want to say. Yet, the words keep on eluding my grasp. Much like your China Doll, alone and broken. Seeking healing, often just out of my reach. I understand her sadness and loneliness. Thank you, for sharing this poem with us.

[T. R. Writer]

Feels like I read this before, if you posted it a long time ago I may have, but in any case, the powerful emotions and visions this piece provokes is simple marvelous.

[Lia]

Sad piece, beautifully written x

[Danielle Asher]

simply don't exist...

I like the ending a lot. how tragic to feel alone. be so alone. What if's plague all the time and that is the biggest killer of all.

so much good stuff about this piece. Sometimes it just feels that nothing will put us back together. Great write.

[*~Imperfectly Me~*]

I like this one... It's sad how the world will never see the beauty that they never knew... If only we weren't blind and saw how someone needed a smile or a hug...

[Wolfwind Words]

reminds me of a twisted view on marilynn monroe. But i agree with the story, we oft let those things we charish fade into iniquity, as we go through life blind to what we should be paying attention to.
Good write!