by Yankee4youSt. Albans, Vermont, USA
Oct 2012 816 Views 9 comments
Mannequin Who Loves
She stood so statuesque with gazing eyes
Wearing all the latest fashions with grace
Where hidden in a smile could not disguise
Any meaning from her suggestive face
Mona Lisa eye lashes in fashion
Skin white as finest alabaster clay
Hair changing colors as leaves in season
Her style was always the style for the day
Perked and prized inside of her gilded cage
Passerby fancied her perfecting shapes
Rivaling as best ancient goddess stage
Piety once dressed in immortal drapes
The street lights reflecting her long white gloves
Ideal is... is the mannequin who loves
Wearing all the latest fashions with grace
Where hidden in a smile could not disguise
Any meaning from her suggestive face
Mona Lisa eye lashes in fashion
Skin white as finest alabaster clay
Hair changing colors as leaves in season
Her style was always the style for the day
Perked and prized inside of her gilded cage
Passerby fancied her perfecting shapes
Rivaling as best ancient goddess stage
Piety once dressed in immortal drapes
The street lights reflecting her long white gloves
Ideal is... is the mannequin who loves
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Posted: Oct 2012
About this poem:
Commenting on a rather bizarre fascination with model-like mannequins on display in a local shop always dressed in the latest fashion while walking along Main Street at night behind her tall pane of glass....so just just kinda going with it......pure poetry needs really no reason ay all....just rhymes sometimes....right...??Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (9)
What reason do you need to write a sonnet? This is very original and it makes alot of sense to me.
A lovely poem Yankee, I guess we all have an ideal and Mannequins are so 'versatile'
I don't know...but for some reason....your comment brought to mind....one of those blow up dolls...
Wearing all the latest fashions with grace
Where hidden in a smile could not disguise
Any meaning from her suggestive face
I'm sure a handsome man like you Yankee...Would NEVER have to resort to a blowup doll.
This is a lovely imaginative poem...Often when I see these Mannequins I'm sure I see them move.