In the Toy Shop

by BOB GALLO   Mar 24, 2020

In the rainbow boxes of preference,
they each are
an object of reference,
a getaway to the different world of imagination and dream
filled with ferries and angels of glorious themes:

Danseuses that their dances have never ended,
momentums, forever, in their prime suspended.
Princes and princesses of unknown terrains
in various trains of strains.
Glorious kings matched up with their majestic queens.

This little world of not very corresponding figures of figurines,
in their proportion
though not in the notion.
These still pantomimes of commotion
yet all synchronized in some historic, mythic or magical sparks of emotions,
inside the ornamental effigy jars of seductive potion
in these diminutive bombastic objects of devotion,
coming together
in a simple harmonic motion:

a woman embracing the air in her hair,
a soldier
fighting for fair,
a knight dashing to dare,
lions grouching to scare,
a world of so many differences, put forward to share:
They all exist, in their stillness's disguise,
They all are together, yet each one is an indication to the different world of marvel and size,
a getaway to another funfair of mind's eyes:

midgets mocking and cows are mowing and dogs are awaiting their barks,
children are playful in their fancy little boxes of ecstasy,
leaking and falling to another trough of department:


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  • 3 days ago

    by Lemon Squeezy

    This is epic! Love the word imagery! Very well done.

  • 1 week ago

    by Hellon

    Yes..oh yes!!! So VERY glad to see this on the front page. Congrats!!!

  • 1 week ago

    by Hellon

    I just love this poem and wish I had been fortunate enough to nominate it but, the main thing is, although Mark beat me to it, it will still reach the judges eyes and that's the main thing.

    I think the potential to escape into a world of make believe (even for a short period) was very appealing and there was so much going on here that my imagination was able to run riot for quite some time haha!!

    I read a book once called Between the Lines where the characters lived their own lives as they pleased between the lines of the fairy tale until the book was opened and then they had to jump back into character. For some reason your verse reminded me of that story.

    Anyway, this is an absolute gem of a poem and I hope the judges will agree with me. Thank you for sharing.

    • 1 week ago

      by BOB GALLO

      Thanks a lot Hellon. It was the second to fourth time that I posted this poem without any luck or even like. I was thinking maybe something is drastically wrong with it. Haha I have quite a lot of ignored poems like this.
      Thank you again.

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