© 2012 RC deWinter ~ All Rights Reserved
A doll was what you wanted,
a pretty little pet
to dress in crinolines and lace,
forever in your debt,
with big blue eyes and curly hair
and blessed with quiet grace,
a live tabula rasa
on which to paint a face;
a little girl without a voice
so you could write the script,
a female Pinocchio
whose strings you’d never clip.
But Fate wrote a new act into
the human comedy;
you didn’t get your living doll:
instead, She gave you me.
© 2012 RC deWinter
A collection of antique character dolls
stands on display in the window of a shop
in Cobalt, Connecticut.
Digital oils taken from an original photograph
shot September 5, 2011.
Tech specs: Photoshop 7, Filter Forge 3,
Sketch and Paint, Akvis Oils