We Puppets

We puppets had to wait

To pull down the puppeteers

While the ventriloquists spoke for us

We had to remain silent

While we jiggled and danced

We had to plan

We had to communicate in secret

Or how else would we organise?

We had to invent a language of our own

Unknown to our manipulators

We puppets had to wait

For that perfect moment

We had to choreograph a dance

Made just for our puppeteers

To wind our strings around their hands

Tying knots at their wrists

So that to free themselves they'd need

The same scissors that would free us too

Origami

As I gaze into your eyes I see your soul

And watch your origami figurine unfold

And as you return to a creased paper square

You wriggle nervously beneath my stare

But I mean no harm, sincerely so

I look towards you because you glow

In all eight directions out you flow

And my eyes are simply two brown holes

I could instead look away and pause

As you gaze into me with no such awe

I could instead observe your hands,

Your body language or how you stand

But my eyes are fixed looking straight ahead

And you may be wondering what it is I've read

In your looks and glances and the thoughts therein

But I swear I'm no mentalist magician

I hear your words and see your face

Against the backdrop of the human race

And to me you seem a bit out of place

Like a tortoise in a greyhound race

Your eyes reveal you'd like to see

The fulfilment of your prophecies

But what it is you'd manifest

I dare not ask nor take in jest

For though I have the power of sight

I know not what will be your plight

The corner of my eyes press your paper tight

To return you to your unseen might-

An origami shape to withstand the wind

Simple and strong and wiped clean of sin