Puppetry

Autumn’s striptease has de-frocked

the ancient cracked willow,

winter’s bleak afternoon darkness, now

bears witness to early indoor lights,

The canopy now thinned

we may watch from our bedroom

we chuckle to see you puppet-show two dollies

jigging them across your window sill,

unheard, we can only imagine your stories

your adventures and pantomimes,

then you notice us and wave coyly

ourselves capering to make you smile

our very own puppet-show for you.

Published by grahamrsherwood