Trolls On A Shelf

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub – Quadrille – “Troll”  (posted by Frank)
A troll can be all kinds of things, some are bad, some are really bad. Sometimes they are funny and maybe there are some good trolls out there somewhere. This makes the prompt open ended. You can call up your dark side from the basement and give it an airing out or you could bring those wild dreams down to earth and still have something relevant to say.

Trolling through antique/collectibles
shop, I was shocked to see
a shelf of trolls. Hair varied
from pea-green, to grape juice
purple, to Marge Simpson blue.
Lucky trolls.   Had one
at school.  Bought a few.
Now they stare at me
like I’m a fool.

Troll

 

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to Trolls On A Shelf

  1. Frank Hubeny says:

    There is the memory they bring back. I never had any of those trolls, but we did pick up some trolls in the Smokey Mountains one year. I still like them.

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