Puppetmaster’s Burden – C. Streetlights

Puppetmaster’s Burden



They thought I’d be their puppet


pulling my strings


making me dance.


With each command

across the stage

(grotesquely shadowed by their hearts)

I lit a match for every hoop


watched it burn instead.


They tried with earnest

to set me right,

and force me into line.

Hung me next to other dolls,

with blank faces


no expression.

(their models)



they said.

But they spoke to nothing.


I cut my strings long ago

and left them all behind.

© C. Streetlights 2016


After writing and illustrating her first bestseller in second grade, “The Lovely Unicorn”, C. Streetlights took twenty years to decide if she wanted to continue writing. In the time known as growing up she became a teacher, a wife, and mother. Retired from teaching, C. Streetlights now lives with her family in the mountains along with their dog that eats Kleenex. Her new memoir, Tea and Madness is now available.

You can follow C. Streetlights on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Pinterest, and Goodreads, and also see her author updates on Amazon.



13 thoughts on “Puppetmaster’s Burden – C. Streetlights

      1. I bet! Good grief! Can’t stand when you can SEE someone trying to manipulate you…I’ve been in that situation with an ex-boss and it was just dire.

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  1. I’m not having luck in commenting tonight, as I’ve commented my thanks to everyone who has visited here. Maybe Nicole will find my comments floating around in her WordPress like dust mites, I don’t know. Thank you everyone for your kind words. I am so happy you were all able to feel the same freedom I did when I finally fell from the last string and walked away, never looking back.

    Much love.

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